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THE NEW FORTY 
One of the things I’m most thankful for is the “be thankful” household I grew up in, thanks to our mother. We must have heard the phrase “be thankful” half a dozen times a day, usually in response to our grumbling or whining about one thing or another (as kids will do). I recall one time when I was a teenager, complaining that “life is NOT fair”. Her response was “You can be thankful that life isn’t fair. If life was fair, it might be your turn to live in a wheelchair.” I think we were well into our 30’s before we realized that materially we had actually been very poor growing up.
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