Michael and I were in Chicago recently, seeing our daughters and visiting the friends of our youngest daughter. They are all now young adults and part of a generation of first grade kids I taught decades ago about the choices they have for money. We treated everyone to a nice dinner. It was lovely. That night it was one of the top three things I remembered in my nighttime gratitude prayers.
Shortly after we got home, we received a handwritten thank you note in the mail from our young friends. Yes, you heard me right – a handwritten thank you note! Not a big surprise coming from the young lady we had dinner with – but a note that touched my heart.
