As I sit here to write this post, I am not thinking of generational wealth in the form of monetary currency passed down from one generation to the next. Instead, I am pondering the wealth of knowledge, the wealth of history, and the wealth of love that is exchanged when multiple generations of a family spend quality time with one another.
This past week my family was fortunate enough to spend many days up in the Northwoods of Wisconsin with my husband’s grandparents. While on the trip my girls were able to hike and fish with their great-grandfather, cook and feed the wild life with their great-grandmother, and ramble about the woods with their second cousins. There truly was a great deal of “wealth” passed from one generation to the next on this short vacation.