When someone is counting out gold for you, don’t look at your hands, or at the gold. Look at the giver.

– Rumi


Last night after dinner I piled the family in the car and drove to the beach to play in the sunset. We spend enough evenings indoors in front of screens. Last night we spent more than double the time driving than we spent at the beach, but we were adventuring, shaking things up, listening to music, talking, trapped in a car together irritating each other and making jokes.  Last night was “the good ol’ days”.

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