The First Life Goal

and the lemonade stand

“Mom, I think I have my first life goal.” This was the announcement from the backseat of the car some random day earlier this year. Goals have been on Gideon’s mind since 2020.  “I need a job,” he told me the summer we were all just trying not to die. He was five years old. “Why do you need a job?” I asked. “Because I want to make money.” There was a Le…