It’s hard to put into words all that the cross country families have meant to me. We’ve mostly seen each other for seven consecutive Mondays in the fall for five years in a row. I’d like to wax eloquent about this —it is Jack’s senior year after all. But I can’t find eloquent words; actually, …
Kindness Matters
Last Friday night, our family participated in a contra dance — or square dancing in a line. It’s fun because it involves everyone: young and old, experienced and newbie. When the dance is about to begin, the caller calls out to find a partner. My husband grabbed my hand for most of the night. Near …