Recently by Liz Worley
When I got an email from my sister, Amy, asking if anyone wanted to come down to Panama to help them transit the Panama Canal, I thought, Sure! I’ll go!
Then I looked at my calendar. In order to go, I’d have to catch a flight the morning after my two kids finished school for the year, missing their first swim meet and leaving my husband, David, to manage on his own teaching Sunday school for that week. I could only stay in Panama three days, returning before David was scheduled to go out of town to play golf with friends.
Regular readers of this blog will note quickly how different my life is to Amy’s right now. I, like every suburban mom I know, am scheduled.
Continue reading A Man, A Plan, A Canal: Panama.

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