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THANKS - THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COIN

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    THANKS - THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COIN
    I am thankful:

    For the teenager who is not doing dishes but is watching TV, because that means he is at home and not on the streets.

    For the income taxes that I have to pay, because it means that I am employed.

    For the mess to clean after a party because it means that I have been surrounded by friends.

    For the clothes that fit a little too snug, because it means I have enough to eat.

    For my shadow that watches me work, because it means I am out in the sunshine.

    For a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing, because it means I have a home.

    For all the complaining I hear about the government, because it means that we have freedom of speech.

    For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot, because it means I am capable of walking and that I have been blessed with transportation.

    For my huge heating bill, because it means I am warm.

    For the lady behind me in church that sings off key, because that means that I can hear.

    For the pile of laundry and ironing, because it means I have clothes to wear.

    For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day, because it means I have been capable of working hard.

    For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours, because it means that I am alive.

    For all the girls who surround me because it means I?Tm an attractive man.

    And finally . . .. For too much e-mail that always make my Inbox full, because it means I have friends who are thinking of me.



    Nói gì thì nói, chúng ta cũng cần nhìn thẳng vào sự thật để nói thẳng nói thật vào mặt nhau là giữa chúng ta ... không còn gì để nói!

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