Leave Your Negative Attitude at the Door
This past Monday, Husband and I took a 5-minute stroll to a park near my parent's house. When we reached the quaint yet open space, he took my hand and led me to an old, rusting iron swing shaded beneath a pecan tree. As I was settling into a comfortable spot, he pulled out his iPhone and opened an app I'd never heard of. Then, we proceeded to listen as a gentle-sounding man guided us through meditation.