Tabor decides to eat the leftover pancakes and remaining strawberries with honey for breakfast.
(Tushar has only a dollar for food today so he is skipping breakfast.)
Tabor kisses her husband goodbye at the gate in the beautiful early morning.
(TalAyeh kisses the air that still smells of rose water from the funeral of her husband.)
Tabor polishes the oak end table that was purchased when her children were first born.
(Talia goes through the ashes of the fire and finds the brass drawer pull from her best end table.)
Tabor turns on her fancy computer to check her email correspondence from one and all.
(Tanya unfolds a yellowed and creased letter from the priest who had abused her so many years ago and then touches a corner to the flame.)
Tabor decides to walk in the flower garden before the day gets too warm.
(On an abandoned hillside in Berlin, Tabbert find his community garden destroyed by the land owner.)
Tabor washes the garden dirt from her hands in the lovely patterned sink of the powder room.
(Tu bin washes the blood from her hands at edge of the river reflected in the glow of an explosion.)
Tabor decides it is time for tea and reading her new bestselling book.
(Tierra pushes aside the layout for the morning edition and flees from her newspaper office as the soldiers break down the door.)
Tabor answers the phone and is overjoyed to find the call is from her laughing grandson.
(Tamira answers the phone and is overjoyed to find the call is from her father fighting in Iraq.)
Tabor decides not to cook dinner and persuades her husband to try that new restaurant in town.
(Tae-Hyun quietly closes the metal gate to his tiny restaurant and locks it tight as he puts out all the lights.)
Tabor slips between the fresh clean sheets and snuggles into her bed with pleasure at the ending day.
(Tawson shifts carefully in the hospital bed trying not to pull out the intravenous tubes or increase his pain.)
Tabor reviews her day and is thankful for its abundance.
(The nameless gray-haired woman in the homeless shelter reviews her day and is thankful for its abundance.)
Oh Tabor, I love this, this is how I view my days it is a real pleasure to find such a kindred spirit in you. My mind is always flitting around the globe touching on those whose situations are so similar/dissimilar to my own. We have so much to be thankful for, so much to share.
ReplyDeleteI really loved this post.
Thank you
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Your post truly touched me and sort of auto-adjusted me out of the grump I woke up with today.
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful are you? Very. Thanks for this lovely piece.
ReplyDeleteI feel like your absorbed in a book story and have become part of the cast of characters!
ReplyDeleteWe who have so much to be thankful must never forget the less fortunate. Your comparisons were just fabulous.
ReplyDeleteGreat post, Tabor.
It took me a minute to see what you were doing. Right on target, Tabor.
ReplyDeleteWhat, if anything, are we doing about injustice in the world? Is pointing it out enough?
Touching. I'd even say this post awakened me spiritually. How'd you do that??
ReplyDeleteOne of the best posts.
ReplyDeleteHow did you ever think of doing this?? I am impressed.
ReplyDeleteTabor, that was beautiful, inspiring, and priceless - like you. *hugs*
ReplyDeleteTabor, I have to say I found this post very moving and thoughful. I have read it a few time and got a lot out of it each time.
ReplyDeleteYou must of spent some time think this one through. One of the most inspiring posts I have ever read.
Thanks
powerful post.
ReplyDeleteTabor, such a touching post. We have so much to be thankful for.
ReplyDeleteYou are gifted and thank you for your gift.
This is so beautiful Tabor! I really love the word "abundance".
ReplyDeleteThis post reminds us that we have so many things to be grateful for. Thanks a lot. :)
This is beautiful writing, Tabor - so many times it feels as if things we've lost outweigh what remains, but this puts those lost things in perspective, so it's easier to see how small they really are.
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