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Karen Egee's avatar

I am grateful for Spelling Bee, the word game in the New York Times, Spelling Bee and Wordle too. Every morning I get up first, very early like 4:30 or 5, feed our old dog, let him out, pour coffee for us both in our travel mugs to keep it hot, then I relax on the couch, Coby curls up on ‘his couch’, and I click open emails first, headlines, then the puzzles, and then take my first crack at Spelling Bee, finding the first few easy words quickly. About then David starts stirring, I hear his waking up noises, a loud sigh or yawn, a cough or two, getting dressed sounds, Coby alerts, picks his head up off the pillow watching expectantly, then David comes out, pats Coby on the head, gives me a kiss. These days I give him a close look, trying to be discrete, as I can usually tell how he is from looking at him, the color of his face, his eyes. Normally he is rosy cheeked, bright eyed, an alert sparkly look, but since his surgery if he isn’t feeling well he looks almost greenish, gaunt and heavy lidded. I can tell from just a glance . His phone has beeped by then, text messages from his family. They all play Wordle and text each other their scores, his sisters, his niece, and a cousin, from North Carolin and Florida. A tiny Hello, Thinking of you, and these days as David is in early recovery stages its especially nice. David brings his coffee to the couch, opens up his laptop and sometimes after a minute or two I hear his triumphant “PANGRAM!” In Spelling Bee when you get a word that uses all 7 letters its called a Pangram. I might say “wow I’ve been working on it for an hour and didn’t find it yet” or “Yeah but there’s a second one there”. We both pick away at Spelling Bee on and off throughout the day. Sometimes we say to each other what ranking we’re at “I’m only Nice what are you?” “I’m Amazing!” or later I might hear “GENIUS!”, the highest ranking we generally reach. We give each other hints especially later on in the day “Did you get the one that describes how you’ve been feeling?” “Oh you mean CRAPPY? Yeah”. “Did you get the one that’s my favorite dinner?” “Yeah I knew YOU would get PICATA”

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Pascale Worré's avatar

Since years, there is that place I call my place of gratitude. It is in the middle of the forest, in the Mullerthal, known as Luxembourg's Little Switzerland. The Mullerthal Trail is particularly famous for its fairytale rock formations and waterfalls. But my place of gratitude is also marked by very significant historical incidents of the Second World War. The traces are still visible there, engraved in the rocks: the names of the people and the way in which they were killed, as well as the people who have gone missing. Above these names is written that you should take the time to go into yourself and simply reflect for a moment. In the middle of the rocks is a statue of the Virgin Mary with candles that are always lit.

For me, this place symbolizes gratitude, because as long as I am able to get to this place through my own physical and mental strength, I am fine and can be grateful for my condition and life.

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