On the evening of my son’s first grade end-of-the-year party, my workday and my wife’s work night schedules required that we attend the party in shifts. When I arrived about an hour and a half into the soirée, Lisa told me about a little boy…
Meditations from Dr. Tom Wagner
On the evening of my son’s first grade end-of-the-year party, my workday and my wife’s work night schedules required that we attend the party in shifts. When I arrived about an hour and a half into the soirée, Lisa told me about a little boy…