In Week 5 of 52 Weeks Of Gratefulness, I give thanks to God for nickels.
I was around 6 years old when my dad was a student at Gammon Theological Seminary, and on this particular day I am on campus with him at the library.
I mimic my father. As he studied and wrote, I sat quietly and drew.
He then reached in his denim pocket and handed me fifty cents or so in nickels. They were for the copy machine. Copies were 5 cents a copy.
Once my masterpiece was complete, I’d walk intently (with excitement) to the copier, careful not to run. I’d stand in line to copy my work just like the grown-ups.
I don’t remember a single word being spoken but remember the feeling of having everything that I wanted or needed.
In that moment there was no where else I’d rather be.
I was just happy to be with my dad.
I’m so glad I had this moment with my father. It’s a beautiful memory that makes me smile to this day.