I walked through a local department store today. I was surrounded by a group of sales women with perfectly painted faces, not a hair out of place and broad fake smiles, spraying perfume onto cards of blotting paper.
The air in the confined space was so saturated with scent I could barely breathe. Looking around at all of the Mother’s Day displays in this expensive store, there was nothing I could see that I hoped my family bought for me this year. The most meaningful gifts are often not the ones that are on the store shelves.Read More