Day Four of 365 days of Thankfulness

It took weeks for me to decide on a blogging challenge for 2022. I didn’t want to lose the momentum I achieved in 2021. The light bulb moment came while I got my morning steps in the gym. Ideas come to me when I walk. I know the plan isn’t original. After all, I know of people who have done the 365 days of thankfulness challenge. I’ve never attempted to express this level of gratitude in any official capacity. How hard can it be, right? This post expresses day four of 365 days of thankfulness.  

Day Four of 365 days of Thankfulness

I believe a person can be thankful for something they decided not to do. My moment of gratitude on the fourth day of 365 days of thankfulness is deciding not to ride our motorcycle in the 2022 Frozen Buns Run. I’d still be thawing out if we’d ridden.

In our neck of the woods, tradition requires bikers to gather on their local courthouse square and ride a mile for every degree of temperature on New Years Day. Nobody knows how the ritual started or why we perform it. This year the day started cold, slightly above freezing. Rooster decided to check the radar before warming up the bike. A solid wall of green moved across the map, headed in our direction. We climbed into the car instead.

Five hardy souls showed up to stand under the green awning. The total number amounted to four motorcycles and one passenger. Rooster went to stand in the cold with them. I stayed in the warm car and read my book. The rain was the factor weather element that became the deal-breaker. Rooster and I are old. We have nothing to prove.

My Old Lady Perspective

I am an old lady. My glimpses of thankfulness may not be the same as the ones you might select. I believe we can all relate in some way to the blessings we’ve been given in life. They are landmarks in our human experience. Thankfulness is an adventure we can all take together. Would you please leave a comment and share with me some of the things you are thankful for today.

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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I am the author of Saving the Hen House. I didn't know when I started it would turn into a series. I love to ride motorcycles, the blues, my family, and going on adventures. This old hen rocks.

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