Before retiring to bed, I join a circle of friends in the hotel lobby. We gather around a table and show each other pictures of our kids while reminiscing about the day. We continue talking,
In my Christian literature class, we’re reading The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis. Several years have passed since I last read it, and I'm finding it as delightful as I remember.
Another drive to the airport signals the final days of summer. My oldest daughter will soon begin her sophomore year of college. Months may pass before I see her again. So our summer days have been