I have been called a Pollyanna. And not always in a kind, supportive way. More in the, “Open your eyes, Amy! There are mean people everywhere, bad things happen constantly and the world may be coming to an end at any time! Stop with the perpetual optimism!” variety. I won’t belabor my supersized optimism gene [...]
Editor's Note: We are publishing some favorite past posts (unfortunate but necessary alliteration) so the time references might be confusing. Forge on. There are so many things I love about living in Wyoming. Sometimes, in mid-April, when it's snowing and 18 degrees, I lose touch with those reasons but they quickly return to me when the [...]
