Then I came across a plaque that read: A Grateful Heart Opens the Door to Miracles. We could use a miracle now more than ever. I shared the saying with Kevin and suggested we focus our conversations on the best, not the worst.
We’ve had to clamp our mouths shut sometimes, but we’re making progress. Once, during lunch, I looked out the dining room window. “Those trees full of songbirds are the best!” I said. Kevin grinned. Another time, we were driving down the highway. “Living in a county that takes care of its roads is the best!” Kevin said. I agreed. And my personal favorite? When Kevin told me, “Being married to my best friend is the best!”
GO ORANGE
I volunteer at the Catholic Charities food bank. One day in November 2014, I sorted the canned green beans from the canned corn. Nearly every food item was a can of veggies. “You can’t make a meal out of these,” I said.
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