“Bring back the sun.” said the security guard at Gerald R. Ford International Airport. I smiled and said, “I will!” I was off to Arizona and when you live in Michigan, (otherwise known as the frozen tundra) any trip to warmer weather brings an envious response from those left behind. Winters are long and brutal—we hunger for the sunshine.
My smile lingered as I walk down the jet way and boarded the plane. Of course, I can’t really bring back the sunshine
. That’s silly
. No one actually believes sunshine can be transported. I may be influential but I don’t have that kind … Continue Reading ››