Saturday was hair curler day to prepare for church on Sunday. My jacket and pants are corduroy hand me downs (note big cuffs). I was a fairly happy child unaware at three years of what poor meant. I know poor. Poverty is my strongest skill. At three years I was a fairly happy child, silly, skinny, easily amused, picky, and stubborn. On that day I received my first small pox vaccination. The second, from the same doctor's office, was when I first went off to college. The food we ate, mostly out of the ground, was rarely out of a box except for oatmeal. I remember on the back porch dandelions greens soaking in ice water. They were in a tub ice box like the kind in stores where they keep the cold tonic (soda also in ice water).
In 2017 reflecting on the positive times in our lives is more important than ever. I think we need that positive support from within our hearts as we pray for Peace.