Gratitude. My grandfather was a coal miner. My grandmother took care of the home, the garden, the laundry, the cooking, the cleaning and the kids. They did not have much in the way that our materialistic society today measures things, but what they did have, they were grateful for it. They had a small garden, a few cows and pigs and chickens. This provided their food. They had great neighbors, friends and family. They had a clear, cold spring for fresh water. Grandaddy worked in the coal mines and had black lung disease from breathing all the coal dust. He trouble doing anything without getting out of breath. Grandma had severe osteoarthritis and had a hard time getting around or using her hands. Even with all these challenges, they were grateful what they had, plenty of food, water and good family and friends. Above all they had gratitude.