Today I cross-country skied in the Rockies under a big blue sky. Back where I live, hundreds of kids reveled in the fake snow that the mall drifts down on shoppers each night. They use soap flakes, I'm told, although I've never stuck around to see the "magic."
I ache for those kids whose parents take them to the mall as a treat, living as they do in a world of Disney-fied winter. Again I ask, how will I raise a child who values realness and authenticity over the virtual reality that is all around and all the rage? How will I give my child faith and hope and a sense of wonder when every "snowflake" is not unique?
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