Last night our son, Josh, played his final Home game of his high school basketball career. Next year, he’ll attend U. of Arizona and will root for the Wildcats. Speaking of wildcats, last night I reflected on how time has flown (do I sound old or what?)! 8 years ago we took Josh to South Africa, Zimbabwe and Botswana (January, 1999). As Josh jumped down from the Land Rover upon returning from our first day’s game viewing at Mala Mala, he announced he might become a gametracker or a ranger—maybe a safari guide. I loved the idea and, with my great powers of projection, in seconds I envisioned our son, aka Indiana Jones, fearlessly thrashing through the bush! He was escorting a group of intrepid travelers whose trip was planned (you guessed it) by me! After basking in the glow of my new-found international success, I returned to planet Earth, to the beautiful setting of Mala Mala, hugged my son, and silently prayed, “Some day, Josh, some day—may you follow your passion; may every day be a time of exploration and discovery. May your life be blessed with many moments of awe!” And, Josh, as Dad and I drove home from the Senior Night basketball game, I repeated that prayer…May this journey we call life be filled with awe!