November 23, 2007

1. I am grateful for the sense of touch.

2. I am grateful for the sense of hearing.

3. I am grateful for the sense of sight (even though I need glasses sometimes).

4. I am grateful for the sense of smell.

5. I am grateful for the sense of taste.

I remember reading about the death of the wife of one of the General Authorities. I'm pretty sure that it was Sheri Dew who wrote the article. Maybe Pres. Monson, I don't remember. I can't recall who the article was about, I want to say Sister Hinckley but I'm not sure. Someone who died within the last few years. Anyway, about five years before she died, this sweet lady fell and hit her head on a desk drawer that had been left open a little. After that she lost her sense of taste. She spent the last few years of her life without being able to enjoy the taste of her food. The author of the article spent quite a bit of time in the company of this General Authority and his wife and said that after she recovered from the fall, she never once complained about what had happened. As a matter of fact, she would make little jokes about it. Things like saying that this steak was the best she had ever tasted when she was really eating a bologna sandwich. Anyway, I am greatful for my sense of taste. (Especially after the wonderful food we had yesterday. YUM!)