The Little Boy That Could. And Will.

It’s happening. It’s really happening. And it’s happening tomorrow. I have been walking around with my tear ducts seemingly prepared to spill over at the slightest trigger — a song, a memory, a glance his way. I have been waiting for this for the past five-and-a-half years. I am still not ready for this. Will [ Read More ]

A Case of the “Last Week’s”…

I haven’t written about Owen’s fourth birthday yet.  Every year I have written a birthday post, and yet this year it has been more difficult than in the past.  I wasn’t quite sure why until this morning. It was two days ago, on Wednesday, which was a snow day for us here.  I walked into [ Read More ]