Counting My Blessings: November 7, 2010
Today I'm thankful for . . . tissues.
Tissues are one of those things we always tend to take for granted when we don't need them. They can for sit ages, snug in their boxes, inconspicuous and disregarded, on every tabletop in sight, gathering dust and being ignored. Once in a while we might grab one, not thinking, not really appreciating the convenience of having them at our disposal.
But the second we require a tissue and there is none at hand ~ suddenly, where are all those blocky boxes of comforting lightweight paper hankies? The need to blow the nose, dab the eye, discard the overchewed piece of gum is raging and ~ really? ~ not a single tissue to be found! But it happens all the time.
So today, I thought about this. I reached for the tissue box mindfully. I was deliberately glad that the box was nearly full of tissues and there were plenty more where those came from. I thought about stowing some in the pockets of my coat for one of those less-well-equipped times, but I didn't want to be panicky about it.
And then I was just grateful that way back in the 1920s, Kleenex were invented, even if they were intended to remove cold cream, and nose-blowing was a serendipitous off-label use that blew the original purpose quite away.
What are you thankful for?
Tissues are one of those things we always tend to take for granted when we don't need them. They can for sit ages, snug in their boxes, inconspicuous and disregarded, on every tabletop in sight, gathering dust and being ignored. Once in a while we might grab one, not thinking, not really appreciating the convenience of having them at our disposal.
But the second we require a tissue and there is none at hand ~ suddenly, where are all those blocky boxes of comforting lightweight paper hankies? The need to blow the nose, dab the eye, discard the overchewed piece of gum is raging and ~ really? ~ not a single tissue to be found! But it happens all the time.
So today, I thought about this. I reached for the tissue box mindfully. I was deliberately glad that the box was nearly full of tissues and there were plenty more where those came from. I thought about stowing some in the pockets of my coat for one of those less-well-equipped times, but I didn't want to be panicky about it.
And then I was just grateful that way back in the 1920s, Kleenex were invented, even if they were intended to remove cold cream, and nose-blowing was a serendipitous off-label use that blew the original purpose quite away.
What are you thankful for?
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