On our kitchen table, I've set out a small stack of note cards. They are all blank and calling to me to fill them with words of appreciation for people I know. This year I'm mindful of those people who make our lives easier and smoother.

So I'm writing short notes to the guy who picks up our trash each week, the woman at the seafood counter and postal clerk I see once a week. Yes, I know, they get paid. for their work, but are they appreciated?

Maybe I'm writing to them so I can remind myself that an attitude of appreciation and thanksgiving shapes my mind and soul.

Whatever the reason, this week is as good as any to offer thanksgiving.