Category My Son

The Triple Single

Tennis was part of the fabric of my childhood and adolescence,  as well as my husband’s, so it’s been interesting to see both of our children gravitate towards different athletic interests.  Basketball was never my favorite sport to watch or play, growing up, though I’m sure I was agreeable to shooting hoops with friends and […]

Drifting

One of the perks of living in south Florida is getting to go to the beach and celebrating Christmas in the same week.  While my kids were off from school, we met up with some other families at Siesta Beach, one of the most beautiful I’ve ever seen. On the day we were there, though, […]

Things I’m Learning from Them

There’s no doubt that children teach the grown-ups around them more than either the kids or the grown-ups realize.  I love the mutual blessing of being with both those who are older than ourselves and younger, too.  Perspectives need freshening, ideas need tweaking, faith needs a boost, joy needs amplification.  Here are a few things […]

It Was a Cloudy Day, But We Can See the Sun

Does anyone else have unspeakable joy in her (or his) heart, but have days when it just feels like there’s a cloud over the mind?  There are some days when everything feels muddled up there and like I’m swimming against the current.  Today was a “cloudy” day.  I’m sure there’s a strong correlation to elements […]

Naked Eggs and Other Thoughts on Moving

First of all, what is a naked egg?  According to a description I found in a science experiment, a naked egg is an egg without its shell.  That makes sense, but what does that have to do with moving? This week has been a blur of boxes and packing paper.  Our family has gotten a […]

Adventures of the State Speech Competition

I have to beam and boast a little because I’m his mommy.  I watched, listened, and helped him practice his passage for months, saw him win first prize in the regional fine arts competition, and just witnessed his efforts this morning in the state event.  Third place for our dear boy!  I could tell he […]

The Day the Cat Got Out

Twelve years ago, our orange tabby cat, Larry, nudged his way out of our screened porch in New Orleans.  He had never gotten out before, but that’s because V and I always remembered to latch the screen door when we knew Larry was out there.  Saturday, April 23, 2005, was humid and warm, and I […]