I am grateful for the opportunity to make eggs Benedict for a crowd this morning. I always enjoy that.
I am grateful for time at the beach. My boys and their cousins dug in the sand, caught crustaceans, and flew kites.
I am grateful for spaghetti and meatballs for dinner, and for a surprise belated 70th birthday cake for my dad.
I am grateful for a rendition of Cyndi Lauper’s “True Colors” sung by my niece while Julie accompanied on her ukulele.