I live in a place that looks like this:
I crave places that look like this:
Our current environment sometimes feels like this:
I crave environments that make me feel like this:
My husband and I are preparing for an extended vacation and made a quick trip to the store to pick up a few things for the trip and a few basics for the remainder of the week we are here.
We were barely in the store when the call to prayer sounded. (Which means that for the next 30 minutes we are free to wander around the store, but we can’t receive any assistance from the staff or checkout.)
After gathering all that we needed we joined a group of families in a semi-circle around a produce weighing station, which was already surrounded and now three layers deep.
As a western woman, I still struggle to understand the rules of engagement in these settings. (Whatever you do -don’t look the men in the eye and don’t smile at them. And although the women may make brief eye contact and are gracious, they don’t always speak the same language.)
So as I looked for a place to focus, a little girl with enormous brown eyes and tiny pigtails spotted my husband and I. (She reminded me of Boo from Disney’s Monster’s Inc. movie.)
A few years ago my husband and I vacationed in Paris. We went for adventure, for love, for history… It was my first trip “across the pond” and although I was anticipating romance, joy, and the wonder of the old buildings, old streets and art.
I was NOT anticipating a leadership lesson…
Everyone recommended touring the Gardens at The Palace of Versailles. However, before we went, I did no research so I was completely unprepared for what I saw.
Last week my husband and I vacationed in Amsterdam. During our visit there we had the opportunity to visit the Anne Frank House. I’ve seen the movie, read books about this horrible time in history and visited Holocaust Museums, but I’d never actually read her diary.
‘En route to Amsterdam I opened her diary and read details that I’ve missed before…