letters

Dear Son…A Post-Christmas Letter

Dear Son: It is three days past Christmas and yet the varied strands of lights on our tree still burn brightly, as if they truly were soft candle-light glow. I write you tonight, pensively. For there has been much on my mind since the mad scramble of Christmas morning. There has been much weighing on …

The Joys of Parenting an Eleven-year old Boy…

Dear Son: You are soundly sleeping. I am in the room below your’s, loudly clicking keys on an already outdated keyboard, while outside the dog barks. Otherwise, it is quiet. I am thinking about last night. It was fun going to visit Grammie and Grampie and taking them down supper. Grampie looks better after his …