The Bluebell Train Ride That Reminded Me Why It Pays to Ask
The other weekend, my son, fiancé, and I hopped aboard a little steam train through a tunnel of bluebells. Not a metaphor. An actual steam train. Through actual bluebells. The kind of experience that slows time down and reminds you why you work so hard in the first place. It was peaceful. Magical. And, to be honest, a bit unexpected. We only found it the night before, thanks to a dear friend who thought of…