Gratitude for an ordinary life

I am thankful that this life
has been ordinary and plain, not
that it has finished yet.
But I just thought that if
I do not express my gratitude
for having been granted
so many ordinary things
that made my life so special, then
it could be too late and
the arrogance of not doing so
will rob me of all those small
joys of life, all that I have.
The childhood was not full of
sufferings and hunger and
nothing dramatic ever happened
to write about, nor any one
noticed that I was growing up.
Much later, when I arrived,
I passed through the small lanes
and safe passages towards
becoming what all of them
called a very well settled pattern
of wife, children and a home.
In this journey, I never had to
struggle, nor did I do anything
extraordinary to claim
to have won, even a very
insignificant cricket match.
Such plain has been my life that
when love came and knocked
at my doors, I thought it was
the fury of the Westerlies
and not the 'Lara's theme' in
the wind, telling me again
and again "Till then, my sweet,
think of me now and then
Godspeed, my love, 
till you are mine again!".
I do not know if anything ever
happened to me, or if I made
anything to happen, but standing
today where I am and as I do,
I am grateful and humbled and
express my gratitude
to you too.