I simply have some of the best friends in the world. I know. I know. This is something I should have realized a long time ago when I figured out that friends here were as reliable as the family you left behind when you moved to Alaska.
Today a wheel fell off my bird cage. Given how incapacitated my right arm is, I was unable to fix it. I called The Sisters. (Don’t worry, Noe and Malia, I won’t use your names.) In twenty minutes or so they were at the house. The birdcage was fixed ten minutes later, the fallen wheel replaced and another one tightened just as it was near to falling off. And when they left, I got the promise of a delivered Thanksgiving dinner plate from the best cooks I know in this state. I am already drooling.
Who says you can’t have a happy holiday this year. I can by just thinking about the people around me and how lucky I am to have them.