It's just like 15 years ago, except it's not. Then as now, it rained -- or threatened to -- every day. Then as now, I didn't give it much thought.
Then, I was a first-time parent of a perfect baby boy. Now, the 15-year-old "golden boy" and his 11teen-year-old sister are no-less of a challenge; and great sources of joy.
And when it's your birthday and your game is canceled and you get your choice of where to go for dinner, only I would select the place we always go, the place you were nearly raised. Except now there are two of us.
Monday, June 09, 2008
Orphan of the Storm(s)
Posted by Lonnie at 10:17 PM
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