I met Martin toward the end of his life.  He was a double-amputee, with much of an arm also missing.  And he suffered from emphysema.

Oh, and Martin taught me a lesson I needed to learn:  gratitude.  He gave thanks for his life, in spite of having lost two children, his wife, his siblings, and his parents -- all rather tragically.

Martin blessed me with a lesson I still struggle to learn every day.

How's your gratitude?

Let me tell you how I exercise my "gratitude muscle" this time of year -- and every day!