On Monday Grace was home sick from school. She mostly lay around reading and watching TV, but midmorning we decided to go out for a slow walk. She believes, as I do, that fresh air is the cure for everything. She asked to walk to the library. When we got there she parked herself for a solid 25-30 minutes on the floor and paged through books. When we left, she slipped her hand into mine and sighed, “Oh, I feel so much better. I think the library fixed me.” Me too. It always does.
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