I live and write on Lingít Aaní, and gratefully acknowledge the past, present and future caretakers of this beautiful place, the Jilkaat Kwaan and Jilkoot Kwaan.

This is what I want my grandchildren to know: that every day they have a choice to wake up on the good side of the bed or the bad, with a smile or a frown, with a howl or a song. So here is a little tune from Oklahoma! that I have taught Caroline (3) to sing when she wakes. “Oh what a beautiful morning, oh what a beautiful day, I have a beautiful feeling everything’s going my way.”  Go ahead, sing that while you are brushing your teeth and just try not to smile.