Take a breath, and let it go. Take another breath, and as you let it go, think of those with illnesses that take the breath away. Close your eyes and open them again, and think of those whose sight has gone forever. As you listen, think of the deaf; as you walk, think of the paralyzed. As you laugh with friends, think of the lonely. As you sit somewhere in peaceful beauty, think of those whose lives are dismembered by war. Think of something, and remember those whose minds are gone.
And as you feel grateful to breathe, to see, to think, know that this gratitude is not for others, not even for God: it is a gift to yourself, so that you can take in what you have and make it really your own.