Count Your Blessings
Tomorrow's Thanksgiving, so Kloppman told us to count our blessings tonight so we would be ready to give thanks tomorrow.
What am I thankful for? I'm not rich or anything. I don't have a big house or maids. I don't have pots of money to light my cigars.
Well, let's see. There's got to be something.
I'm thankful that I'm alive, I guess. I don't think death would be nearly as much fun as life is. I'm thankful that God created this world for me to live in. I'm thankful for all of my friends, because they're what make life fun. Oh, yeah, I'm thankful for Kloppman, because he provides the roof over my head and the food I eat. I'm pretty thankful for the people who buy the newspapers 'cause I'd be screwed without them.
Um . . .
Oh. How could I forget?
Of course I'm thankful for Crutchy. He's what makes life worth living. I'm thankful for his optimism, his smile, his sweetness, his kisses, his hugs, his everything. I love him so much and I'm so thankful that he feels the same way.
You know, I don't need to be rich to be thankful. I think I've got all I need right here.
~la fin~
