Monday, April 3, 2017

Thank you


When my wife and I first tied the knot, or got hitched, as the saying goes, I was nineteen. That was more than forty-one years and four children ago. Now, at the end of every day, before sleep, I always tell her the same thing: I say thank you, for everything. You see, I do not believe in tomorrow, and I do not assume the next morning will find me alive. And so, if I go during the night, the last words I will have consciously, purposely spoken are words of thanks to someone whose boundless strength and faith have seen us through. Simple enough, and certainly true. But I wanted you to know. And to the writers, artists, poets, old friends, new friends, wanderers, lovers, dreamers, builders, workers, and doubters who pass this way today — thank you, too — thank you, thank you, all.



6 comments:

Jonathan Chant said...

Heartfelt thanks to you, everyday .

William Michaelian said...

And to you, Jonathan. It is a joy knowing you.

Jan said...

Thank you William for being a dear friend, though we've never met in person 💐

William Michaelian said...

We haven’t? Well, it sure seems that way. Thank you, Jan.

Gary B. Fitzgerald said...

Likewise. I'd say we've all met in spirit.

William Michaelian said...

Agreed. My thanks to you, Gary, once again.