When we moved the moon, I decided on a family mission statement without much input. I had vinyl letters made and put it up on the wall. [by golly we are going to have a direction....]
|This is by our front door.|
Sweetheart loves me and supports the idea's of my mission statement for our family. But it is not OURS.
|This hangs in the laundry room just before we leave the house.|
Tonight. We will begin again. Not the car. But at our table. As a family. With our boys. Something we as a family sink our teeth into (like key lime pie for dessert with coconut in it) and memorize and work toward.
And then after the discussion, we will revisit it again. Until it ours. Together.
Join a few others who are considering their family's mission vision.