At first I was surprised to learn that Gloria Simo and I have so much in common. After learning her family's story, I am even more surprised to learn the reason for our commonalities.
As the first group of would-be rescuers reached us, they called out, “Seen the Moulton boys? Their parents think they have fallen into a mine shaft or been buried in an avalanche.”
I had finally reconciled with Santa's fall from Christmas grace, and I figured that nothing could be worse than the binder paper Christmas.
I could not stretch my limited imagination to see the twelve-inch foam cone with butterscotch disks attached as any sort of tree, especially a Christmas tree. First of all, trees are green, not school bus yellow. God bless the poor family friend who made it for us.
Before I moved to Page Arizona, I always thought the traditional Diné (Navajo) greeting was pronounced Yah-ta-hey. Someone just smack me.
I was inspired by a simple post from one of my favorite bloggers. Christian Mihai, titled The Five Habits of Extremely Prolific Bloggers. The first habit on his list? Yeah. "They never make excuses."
I'm not talking about Mayflower Pilgrims and Native Americans; I'm talking about finding opportunities to be thankful even when there doesn't seem to be much to be thankful for.