I think I love this saying more than the average person. Maybe it’s because I’ve spent the majority of my life working with kids. Maybe it’s because I’ve had great students. Or maybe it’s because 50% of my community worldwide are kids. Or maybe it’s really because I know this sentence is so full of hard, beautiful truth.
A year ago from today, one of my greatest comrades from my Greenville life visited me while I was in Vietnam. Playing local tour-guide and showing friends why Vietnam is one of my greatest loves has been and continues to be one of my favorite human experiences.
A special visitor was in town this weekend.
Every time we reunite, we quickly come to the conclusion that it doesn’t matter what we do, just as long as we’re spending that precious quality time together.
During one past visit, we decided that it would be silly and entertaining to spend time together in as many different and interesting environments that time and geography would allow.
This fall, I went on a national park tour. I hunted down flights for $38 RT to Denver, bought an annual national park pass, and then hit the trails.