Memories

Ok, I confess, the title was just to get your attention. It would take a little longer than a blog to talk about that one. But on a more specific note. I’ve been talking with folks involved in Common Ground (CG): refugees, volunteer staff, occasional volunteers, customers, people in the community near CG. It seems that being involved in a large or small way with CG brings more meaning into each life, but not always the same meaning. Amazing! The richness of this experience is vast.

So I have an idea. What if those of you reading this take a moment to leave a comment sharing what your involvement with CG had meant to you? We’d love to hear from you. It enriches us all to see how each of us is impacted by a garden plot and a community initiative to make a difference for those are beginning again in our country.

Encouragement for those commenting. You don’t have to be a writer to comment. In fact you don’t even have to use capital letters or punctuation (altho periods really help!). Just share a sentence or two from your heart.  You’ll need to sign in with a name (first name is fine) and your email. Don’t worry, the email is never made public and we won’t share it with anyone. It simply helps us avoid spam.  We do reserve the right to remove in appropriate content.

To get us started I’ll post the first comment.