Thanksgiving

God seems to always surround me with the kindest people. I gave a small basil plant to my new neighbor who loves to garden. He turned around, took me to the community garden and filled my arms with all the veggies I could hold. After talking to him I learned about some health issues he’s been having and how he hasn’t been able to afford to go to Portland for surgery. Ironically, I will be starting work in Portland and offered to drive him if he needed. One small gesture lead to an exchange of compassion and thanksgiving.