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If only there was a way to bottle it and take it home. If only the simple things that make life beautiful could somehow be captured and kept. What a powerful anecdote it could be. If only… Today, I am in Northern Michigan visiting my ninety-four year old Father-in-law, and celebrating three birthdays: my Mother-in-law’s, my wife’s and my own. I spent the entire day with my sixteen-year-old daughters. No plan. No agenda. We just walked around the beach town streets of Charlevoix, Michigan on a warm, breezy fall day. We ate lunch. We had ice cream. We fed fish in a pond. We looked for treasures along the shore and took selfies on the pier. This is life. This …