Life has a funny way of repeating itself on you when you least expect it. A broken record looping itself over and over until we finally get the message that we need to move forward in life.
I woke up one day feeling a little sorry for myself and to get out of my funk I listed all of the things that I was thankful for.
I lived for a year without these things in Honduras and I recognize that my life will never be as difficult as the millions of mothers around the world who spend their days in the rivers washing clothes. One hundred years ago my days would have been the same.
I am also thankful for spring.