Is anyone else besides me feeling overwhelmed and worn out by the constant barrage of negativity permeating our lives? Seriously, I long to escape into the solitude of my garden, or retreat into my car to bathe in gentle, refreshing music. It is an ominous sign when every day seems to bring another scandal, tragedy or shocking event without reprieve; even worse than the day before! Thank goodness for corny Hallmark movies.
My favorite holiday is Thanksgiving. It’s a time when all across America, people stop to reflect on the things that they are grateful for. I am grateful for many of the same things as most people, however, as a foster parent, my gratitude also often comes in varied, unconventional ways. Some of the things I have been grateful for over the years might be, to some people, kind of strange. Like the time one of our boys fell asleep on the living room couch.