Hope for the Best, Prepare for the Worst…

Thanks to this self-portrait he drew a few weeks back, my husband and I learned our son wants to be a police officer when he grows up.   When asked why, he launched excitedly into an elaborate answer involving how he wants to catch bad guys using his excellent karate moves, how he will protect those…

Sweet Orange Memories

The day was overcast and rainy. Mom drove north to Maine, rather than driving south from New Hampshire toward home, because she just needed to see the ocean. Walking into the sand, she hung her bag on the tree that stood on the rocky edge of the beach.    Like this photograph, there’s not much to the story.…

Mommy Said Yes!!

It was a morning like so many others.    My son woke up before sunrise. His heavy footfalls on the bunk bed steps would probably wake me anyway, but amplified by the monitor that still sits by my bedside, he sounds like a small elephant crashing through any dream world I might be in. True…