On Sunday afternoon, after spending the weekend at camp, he came home and pressure washed the driveway.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. He's 19. And turning out awesome. Grateful for all the help I've had in raising him.
2. It's MAY. Sunshine. Flowers. Birds chirping from my fireplace chimney where they've built their nest...
3. Milk.
Shalom,
1 comment:
what a beautiful blog ...
just surfed on ... scanned down and read ...
what kept me was your love and appreciation for your son ... it felt so familiar ... i hope that i feel the same way about my 6 year old when she's 19 too!
thanks for the blog ...
and yeah, the davinci code was a novel, and a pop one at that ... but in my studies of leonardo and others ... something a teacher once said to me ...
'there's truth in everything, even a lie' or, even perhaps, a pop novel.
keep up the good work!
peace & harmony,
elaine
'freedom must be exercised to stay in shape!'
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