One of the people I admire most, said something to me this past year that has resonated, reverberated and proven itself to be very true over and over again.
It is amazing the difference one single conversation can make.
The doorbell rings at art camp and it is a parent picking up two hours early.
We are in the middle of something very serious. You may come in but you will have to be silent.
On the floor, lying side by side, are all 10 children. Towels are covering their bodies to the neck. Towels are covering their heads to the lips. At first glance it looks alarmingly like an odd morgue.
The mom has a good sense of humour but I can feel her wondering wtf.