A Meandering Mind
Because there's a Seeker born every minute...
April 25, 2017 Leave a Comment
My wife was commenting about the neighbors on either side of us. In both cases, neighbors are always traveling and never home. Also means we pretty much have the street to ourselves.
Wife (with mischievous smile): “You know, we have the BEST neighbors!”
Me: “Huh. Or maybe, they have the WORST.”
“I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual.”