Dear Honey Run Friends,
I have been a shell of a man for the past six months. I would like to blame the stress of work and the gloominess of winter for my choice to pass through this time lacking the normal joy I know of life. But this would be a cowardly deflection. I allowed my attitude to lack gratitude. Spring this year has not only awakened the new year’s harvest in the pastures; it has also awakened me. I was allowing life to control me, rather than realizing that while I cannot control the situation, I certainly can control how I react. I now choose hope. I choose joy. I choose to enjoy every moment that I am afforded in this life. The moment I chose this, it was as though the black and white television show of my life morphed, and suddenly the colors were crisp and the detail became the best high definition picture ever made. Suddenly, I began to hear the music of life again and realize that all that seemed bad was actually good. Now with my re-found joy, I am able to be grateful. Grateful for the sunshine today. Grateful for friends and family. Grateful for each and every moment. Life is certainly not perfect, but it is certainly not without hope. I urge everyone to wake up each day and watch with amazement as the sun rises. Listen to the birds sing. Enjoy every morsel of food you place in your mouth as your taste buds reward you for the meal that is nourishing your body. Feel the gentle breeze kiss your skin as the warmth of the spring sun wraps you in its splendor. I am grateful for my life and I am grateful for each of you. Looking through picture albums online of the thousands of you who have posted your joyful moments being celebrated at The Inn at Honey Run has made my night. Thank you for blessing me. You are my reward for my life’s work at The Inn. I look forward to continuing to make memories with each of you in the coming years and building new memories for our hope chests of life.
Your “spring in his step” Innkeeper,