As we were getting ready by putting our hats and gloves on to bring in the new year by going New Yea-ing in the community, a family from down the road was already on our porch hollering, “New Yea! New Yea!”
My wife brought out the freshly made pineapple drop cookies and began handing them out to our first New Yea-ers. It was going to be great day.
We went from house to house bringing in lots of cheer to our neighbors, wishing them all a happy New Year. As my two youngest children and I walked down the road through the Nation, we ran into many groups along the way and we were greeted with warm smiles and wishes for a great new year. It was one of those moments with huge fluffy snowflakes gently falling to the ground, and the quietness of this hills being broken by the shouts of “New Yea” that made me realize how special my home is and how thankful that we live here.
So when we were done, we made our way back home. As the kids emptied their bag of homemade cookies on the platter on the kitchen table, they told their mama about the houses we visited and the people we saw along the way. It truly was a great day. I can’t wait til next year!
Da•ne’thoh,
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