When was the last time something happened that took your breath away, made you long to linger, or drove you to snap a photo or buy a T-shirt just to stay in the moment? I am not sure why, but I think my mother could practise being “present”, she could see God in her grandchildren […]
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My dad worked as a factory foreman; Mom taught fourth grade. My deeply generous and very frugal parents took us on a trip every summer where we stayed with friends or family. We never went to an amusement park, but always to a museum: Chicago’s Field Museum, The Gateway Arch and the Kansas Agriculture Hall […]