Last summer, as I cleaned out the attic and poured through a dozen boxes of “keepsakes,” I found this picture (below) along with a very personal and precious note.
And if I close my eyes, I can step back into it: cool summer breeze, the stretching Texas sunset, mesmerizing waves on the lake crashing against the shore, barefoot friends with endless laughter and story telling. No phones rang, no televisions buzzed. Simple. Quiet. We were present.
And then … I plug back into the world. Technology. Convenience.Read More »