Dear Humans,

This weekend a bird pooped on my car. And it was a big one. Streaked all down the side of the passenger door. When I saw it Monday morning, I thought for sure I was going to have to go through the carwash on the way home.

And then it rained. 

And when I came out to my car as the afternoon sun dried up the last of the day’s rain puddles, my car absolutely sparkled. No bird poop in sight. 

Family, friends, food, health. We ought to be thankful for these big things. But we can be thankful for the little assists that life gives us along the way as well.

Sincerely,

Mr. Curt