I've never seen a grateful man unhappy. Never. But I don't think it's something that can be taught. It's a practice that grows in strength with repeated use. And celebrations of gratitude reinforce the yield of abundance of a grateful mind. So early in the day we all took some time to write gratitude letters, then went to the beach and made a beautiful fire. After a game of tag and some silly pictures, we ate s'mores and read each other our letters. It was a touching moment for me as the father of two incredible, strong and beautiful children. Watching them grow up with grateful minds and an appreciation for the outdoors and being together, I was overwhelmed with emotions that I can't imagine living without. After each letter, we burned them in the fire, then played guitar and sang songs. On the ride home, I had a quiet and humble heart. How do I deserve this? My response to so much love and goodness is to pay it back to my life and to my higher power with the only currency I know it accepts. Gratitude.