I like to be up early so I can hear the silence. Silence is a rare and wonderful thing.
My children are getting really big, and I am moving into another phase in my life. Did you notice?
M' is a football player with this fuzzy upper lip. He is also a hunter. He is off this weekend to shoot a deer for my dinner table. Can you imagine? Venison. He's quiet and thoughtful, sometimes. Goofy as can be other times.
D' is tallish and insightful. He is very musically inclined, and deeply interested in people and spiritual things. He understands more than most grown men. He is very happy, though deeply sensitive.
They are each so different as they approach manhood. I seem to have little to offer these men, save a well stocked refrigerator. There is so little time left to parent.
What will I do next?
Do you ever think about that?
It's still so quiet. I love this time of day.
3 comments:
Did you realize that, in another couple of weeks, it will be 4 years since I've seen any of you. Even when I see pictures I have a hard time believing that the boys are getting so old. It's crazy!
really? It was that long ago that you were here? Why in the world do you stay away?
We need news of the hunting trip! Did he get the big one, or get skunked?
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