If you stay in a nursing facility long enough, you discover new layers of opportunity. It is like peeling an onion. Today, after a week here, I discovered that I can go to the dining room, get my own fresh cup of coffee, and read today's New York Times or San Francisco Chronicle.
In this land of excess and luxury, it can be easy to lose sight of what actually matters. Love is the greatest luxury: Having people who love you. Love is not a cliche and cannot be taken for granted.
If you are cold at 5 a.m. and you can have an extra blanket for your bed, that is a luxury.
A cup of morning coffee and a newspaper.
The songs of birds in trees.
A cloudless sky, or a cloudy sky. Rain. Snow if you don't have to go out in it.
Of course food. Just simple foods.
Health is a critical luxury. Being able to recover your health after illness is magical.
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