thirty two

Amidst the science filled chaos of the MOS, Catherine found a bit of quiet. And with it came a museum interpreter who spoke softly with her. The hands-on skeleton had no bells, no whistles, no fancy reward for a job well done- there was only one person to guide her through the reconstruction, with trust and skill and just the right words at just the right times.

There are so many moments that I treasure during our times spent at the science museum and today’s moment has definitely been added to that list.