Posts Tagged ‘children’

I may have inherited my love of horses from my dad because I don’t remember a time when I haven’t loved horses. I knew where all the horse books in our library were and I read them all. I think I learned to ride through reading those books, because I didn’t take any lessons, but I seemed to know how to ride instinctively.

I wanted nothing more than a horse. I wanted one enough to put up with, and enjoy, the occasional rides to no- much-of -on bored horses at a nearby stable, rides where the horse couldn’t be forced into a trot without massive amounts of kicking. I didn’t get a horse until much later but one day someone came by our house with a pony and my parents paid for my brother and me to have our pictures taken on it.  That is definitely a look of pure happiness!

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I know some of you (Randy, Rich, probably Ted) have tuned in thinking, “Wow, a story about getting plastered at Christmas!”   Much as I hate to disappoint you, it isn’t that sort of story.  And no one even got pounded (fortunately.) (more…)

I spent the first part of the day enjoying how amazing the house looks with all the prep and painting done.  Now I can’t think about anything except today’s events.  While I watch the coverage of the shootings at the school in Sandy Hook, Connecticut, I want to write that I can’t imagine hearing that there had been a shooting at your child’s school, going there and hearing that your child’s class  had been wiped out by a murderer.  But that’s all I can do–imagine–and be thankful that I don’t know this indescribable hurt personally.  I can only imagine what it would be like to send your child to school and never have him or her come home alive…and it hurts.  (more…)

I came across these while going through some papers and enjoyed them all over again.  It doesn’t even matter whether you believe in God or not, they’re still funny!  I especially like Joyce’s and Marsha’s comments. (more…)

I realized suddenly tonight after reading an email from an online friend and a serendipitous Facebook post, that Bill and I have suddenly become part of a select group of those parents who have an empty nest. And I’m more than just OK with that.

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