Help! I need to be Found.
I remember when I was about 8 yrs old. I was walking in the downtown of the city that I grew up near. It was some sort of huge gathering. People everywhere. I wasn’t paying attention (even though this was clearly in a time I wasn’t preoccupied with a texting...
Pick a suit. Any suit.
My younger son asked me if I'd help him get ready for prom. I, of course, said "sure!" With a teen, it's not always clear what his expectations are. And whether I would come close to the unestablished standard.
I asked him what he'd like from me (see, I've learned from...