A Wish to Get Senior Year Right; Lessons from Iceland

Skaftafell, Iceland — With her whole life ahead of her, our daughter will likely forget this moment in our family’s history, but I won’t.

I am sitting at a little wooden table in the tiny log cabin that is ours for the night here on a faraway coast in Iceland. The rain is coming down in sheets, blown diagonally by huge gusts of wind over an endless stretch of bright green fields. In the distance, I see towering black mountains made of lava, all laced in a thick, swirling white fog.

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