Day 120, Living life on my terms.
However, the sweetest and most touching item I received was a large manila envelope with three homemade Christmas Cards from a trio of children who wanted to brighten my holiday, and they did. The letter that accompanied the cards was from a friend and high school classmate of mine, Shannon Johnson Payne. She explained that the cards were from her two boys and a little girl that she homeschools. I don’t remember the last time that I was that touched, to have these children want to let me know that they are thinking of me has made this one of my most special Christmas seasons ever.
These three children; Conner, Cody, and Alaira, seem to understand the true meaning of Christmas and goodwill toward men. They asked to make cards for me, not because they had to do so, but because they wanted to make them. There is something truly special about kids that not only think of others, but make the effort to personally extend a wish for to people like me and my wife.
Looking at the outpouring of cards I have received, as well as the phone calls, it is apparent that my messages are reaching people and they are having a positive effect. I enjoy being able to recognize people and pay homage to them through my writings. I also relish writing about memories of the past, lest we forget where we come from or those who came before us and their numerous contributions. In a way, I feel like I am becoming a sort of historian of local history, and I like that feeling.
By the way, my wife no longer checks just “the mail”, now she says she is collecting my “fan mail.” Believe me though; she enjoys it just as much as I do.
Since I got a late start on this story today I am going to keep it short and try to pump out another one before the morning. With that being said; today I am dedicating my progress to Conner, Cody, and Alaira. I hope you each had an amazing Christmas and that your New Year is spectacular, because you have made this old Pollock very happy this day!