Rapier's Wit

Well ... he did it. My son graduated from high school. Through every trial and tribulation that the journey threw at him he managed to blaze his trail. No obstacle was too great for him. He persevered with tenacity that would make a lesser man crumble. Unlike his mother, my boy managed to graduate with a 3.5 grade point average. Dear old mom, me, graduated by the skin of her teeth and probably a little bit of pleading for passing grades. What I'm saying to you is that he is a far better student and person than the person who raised him. The experience is all so surreal to me. As the end of the school year approached and I started rifling through photos, certificates of accomplishment and honor, his life passed before my eyes ... my tear filled eyes. I can't recall the last time I shed so many tears. While the awards were laid out before me, I didn't fail to remember how hard he worked to achieve them. Not forgotten were the multiple IEP meetings (Individualized Educ...

There is freshly fallen snow here. It's beautiful, but quite frankly I have grown disgusted with the cold. My persistence in complaining about it is futile. I realize that Mother Nature and I don't see eye to eye regarding the weather in the Midwest. If all I had to do was sit by the window and bask in the beauty of the crystals twinkling in the sunlight, I would be happy. However, I have duties as leader of this household--slacking off is not an option. Man-cub languidly clomped down the stairs . With a slump in his gait, I awaited him with open arms, " let momma give the little man hugs ." Standing, he fell into my embrace and declared, " little man who is taller than his momma, you mean ." UGH! Too much reality before caffeine had been injected. Today is my day off. On the days I don't have to primp and preen for work, I take the Man-cub to school. With temperatures being as low as they are (-2F), I didn't want to make him stand in the even more ...