Dear Son, the moments that I thought of you today were in the hundreds, maybe more.
Miss you.
Don’t feel bad about this, but I miss your mother even more.
Next Blog
Dear Son, the moments that I thought of you today were in the hundreds
Category: Dear Son
Dear Son, life is a gamble
Dear Son, life is a gamble.
It’s also complicated. And often fast paced.
Hawaii reminded me of this today.
Like I need a reminder at my age?
Next Blog
Dear Son, a moment of silence for Scott
Dear Son, last night as you listened to the story, from the moment I read Scott’s email until the moment we came home, I prayed your heart would understand. Didn’t want to hide the truth, and worried you might stumble upon a conversation, or see me weeping.
Next Blog
Dear Son, I can’t stop writing five daily blogs, not yet
Dear Son, I can’t stop writing five separate, daily blogs, not yet.
After four consecutive years, the focus and discipline is gaining some attention.
Only you and I can honest say that it was simply a 100-day challenge. Nothing more, nothing less.
But now, there is no end in sight.
And no ability to skip a day.
And no (current) explanation that will make any sense to anyone.
Next Blog
Dear Son, some vacation it turned out to be
Dear Son, some vacation it turned out to be. Rationalizing that busy Christmas vacation days are necessary to keep Mid Life Celebration moving forward while also playing catchup on household projects left undone earlier in the year.
Great argument for why parents should teach kids organizational skills early, so kids don’t have to spend their adult life making up for decades of distractions (and medications) from the daily grind.
Next Blog