This Labor Day weekend was, to date, one of the best for my family. We didn’t grill, go fishing on a lake, hunt for doves, practice our golf swing or travel outside of Greenville. I didn’t even sleep in.
I woke up bright and early Monday morning to follow along with my niece, who lives in Dallas, as she readied to give birth to her first baby, all from the comfort of my living room couch.
Though I often chastise modern-day technology and the way it has most of us utterly addicted, this was one of the times I was deeply grateful for its existence.