At the end of the semester we run oral presentations in class. Many students talk about their families while they show pictures in a slide show.
This year one particularly beautiful young lady (she remindsme of a young Janis Joplan with wild blind hair), showed the class a picture of her siblings.
The slide came up and it was as if a strong wind blew over all of the guys in the class. They all lost their balance.
Lined up were five stunningly attractive sisters.
I asked what life was likefor her father, thinking he must constantly be on guard.
"Oh, " she replied assuredly, "he loves his life."
She said it as if she had heard him say the same. No sarcasm. No pride. Just a genuine adoration and sense of gratitude.
I hope that I reflect, and say, the same. In spite of the messes and the frequent small frustrations, I LOVE my life.
I love my family, my job, and this country. I am truly blessed.
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