It was Mother’s day weekend. With our kids scattered across the country, the idea of traveling to Colorado to spend a couple days with our daughter, Amy seemed like an excellent way to celebrate.
While sorting through boxes and bags, it is not unusual for me to find something unexpected. It happened just the other day. Shifting through a box, I came across a wrinkled, somewhat yellowed piece of lined school paper.
Have you ever wished you could fast forward through something? A tedious conversation, or maybe a visit with the perky dental hygienist and her terrifying arsenal of metal weapons?