It’s one of the Great American Thanksgiving debates.
Some of my fondest childhood memories involve time around the dining room table at my grandparents’ house. We were there almost every Sunday after church, as well as Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter. We often spent Saturday evenings there, celebrating a family member’s birthday with a meal and a cake.
The table itself is not special. But what happened each time we gathered around it was.
What an honor it is to hear people’s stories. Their experiences, their journeys. The way they dream, the beauty of their adventures. I find myself rejoicing with them in their triumphs, crying with them in their pain. I laugh in the moments filled with humor and hold my breath as the intensity rises. And as I listen to people’s life stories, I try to take a moment to understand what it’s like to be in their shoes. (more…)
As I walked into the little Catalonian cafe, I found myself standing in a beautifully designed shop, with all the right gear in sight, and a friendly face greeting me from behind the bar.
We ordered drinks and the barista and I struck up a conversation. The young girl from the Netherlands knows coffee, and she knows it well. But I could also tell there was much more to her than just pouring caffeine by the cupful.
Eighteen years old. While legal in many respects, I would argue that an 18 year old is still a child. (more…)
It’s Valentine’s Day. A fantastically wonderful day for some, an incredibly frustrating day for others. (more…)
Today we want to share a story about the beauty of inspiration, determination, drive and will.
We are so inspired by stories like this, by beautiful people like the one you see below.
Happy New Year from the To Be Told team!
From our family to yours, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
We’re taking the next week off from the blog, so we’ll see you in 2017!