Author: Meggin Marchant

While we were making our final preparations to leave, I discovered that my oldest son, who was four-years-old at the time, was missing.  I began asking family members if anyone knew where he was, and my concern quickly turned to panic when I realized no one had seen him in over half an hour.  I remember two of my husband’s brothers, their faces reflecting the same alarm I was feeling, running out the back door to check the beach.  All of us were concerned that perhaps he had wandered down to the water alone and had drowned. 

Learning to Listen

Some years ago, my in-laws generously took their entire family to the island of Oahu for a family vacation.  We enjoyed an incredible week of

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