Saying thank you for the good stuff is ingrained in most of us, although there’ll always be those who think they’re entitled and therefore don’t need to thank anyone for anything.
But it’s often the bad stuff that teaches us the most, so the purveyors of that probably deserve our undying gratitude, and rarely get it. And why should they? They’ve usually made our lives a misery.
But where would we have been without them?
So just for the record…
Huge thanks to all those who made me the tough, resilient, wily old bird I am today.