On July 31st (my favorite day of the year– it has such a nice ring to it, don’t you think?) 2013, I sat on a grassy knoll outside the Kansas City airport. I promised myself that over the next year I would make a point to not stop and smell the roses, but to pause and look up more often.


ps- Believe it or not “Cloud” is a surname in my family. I have a great-grandmother named Grace Cloud.

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