As we were driving to my son’s preschool graduation, my sweet 5 year old was explaining that he and each of his classmates were going up on stage and they were going to have to say in the microphone what they want to be when they grow up.
“What are you going to say?” I asked him.
“A drum player….. I would really like to change my answer but I can’t because it is too late.”
“Why?”
“It’s already printed on my diploma.” Read the rest of this entry »




















One thing I have learned in my experience and conversations with others is no family is perfect. I would venture to guess that behind every Norman Rockwell painted smile there are a few snickers, giggles, questionable glares and possibly even tears. Likely on the bottom of the perfectly-browned, perfectly-seasoned, perfectly-shiny, perfectly-PAINTED turkey there is a real turkey that is a little too dry and maybe slightly burned, that came out of an oven that is perfectly covered in the caked on messy juices from a day of cooking. The oven you look at and think “I really need to clean that sometime.”

The day started early for many of the families attending the 2011 New York City Legacy Retreat. Some of them even started their travels yesterday to get to Manhattan for their Inheritance of Hope Retreat.
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