My kind of place

I've never made a secret of the fact that I don't always like where I live. In my heart I really am a big city girl, and the lack of decent local shopping and dining weigh heavily in my list of complaints. In the last few weeks though, this place has started to grow on me. I've been downright touched by the generosity of this community. Last weekend I spent a VERY cold Saturday morning out with my cub scout group collecting canned food. In just a few hours we were able to collect 648 pounds of food for the local food bank. For an area so recently hit with major job losses, people were so willing to give. One lady even left out cookies for the scouts, to thank them for their hard work. Then there was the letter that Grayson's teacher sent home. At the start of the year Grayson's teacher asked each student for $6 for party money, to cover all of their parties this year. Very few students brought in money, and some parents contacted her saying that times were just too hard for them this year. She had mentioned this to a friend of hers, and her friend's business decided that they would like to sponsor all of the parties for that class this year, but only if they could do so anonymously. Then we have Grayson's basketball coach, who saw a great deal on trophies, so she went ahead and picked them up for the team. She refuses to let us pay her for them, saying she's just so proud of how well the boys are doing, that she wants to be able to reward each of them. And finally, yesterday my sweet neighbor(thanks Paige), who seeing a firetruck by my house called to make sure everything was all right(it was for the house across the street). Yep, this place is really starting to grow on me.