Smell the Roses

By Mike Hall, October 28, 2015

So what is your Stop and Smell The Roses story?

Is it a walk on the shore at daybreak before the to do list rules the day?

Maybe it’s the middle of the night hike with kids to 14,000 feet or sitting with your nine year old and a waffle cone of cookies & cream at Glacier Ice Cream.

Perhaps it’s the weekend getaway to California to visit a special son or skipping tennis to spend a day with a treasured daughter.

For some, it could be the family breakfast of 49er flapjacks at The Original Pancake House….or a girls only trip to Cabo with whale watching and wine.

Surely, it’s the dad and his boys in their duck blind at dawn waiting for the first flight of mallards or the busy father who sits with his wife and kids to carve the pumpkin the night before Halloween.

My great friend Jean says it is the memory of walking grandkids to school and feeling angels by her side as she cares for her beloved Richard.

A very young cowboy would love to hear your favorite Stop and Smell The Roses story.