I open the door to the garage and Meadow bounds down the two steps in one big jump. She swings the car door open and I watch, holding her backpack, as she hops to the far side of the backseat. I swing her way-too-heavy backpack into the seat next to her, while she straps on...
Monday morning I feel Chad slip out of bed and I hear the bathroom door quietly close. At the sound of the running shower, I open one eye and peek at the clock beside the bed. 4:47. I bury myself under the warm covers and listen to the sound of the shower, relishing the final...
I’m not even sure how to begin this birthday blog. This birthday letter. This acknowledgement of the 15th year. This celebration of the 15th year. But here goes nothing. . . Charlie, This isn’t the birthday we thought it would be is it? Years from now I wonder if you will look back and remember...
As our kids get older, I am mindful about what I share about them in this space. Their lives, of course, are their own and I respect the space they need to grow and the ability they need to choose when and what to share in a public way. That being said, I asked our...
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Your “birthday blogs” on all three of your children this month have been awesome. Each one has been special to each child.
But what I see is your eyes/camera. You see them as they are and allow them to be. Maybe as Meadow would say “Cool Beans”
If I ever get back to Holmes County and the next Hiland Class of 1976 Reunion…..
Thank you for such kind words, Joyce. I appreciate them so very much.