Tag Archives: son
Little Boys, Evil Toys, Amazing Men
I saw that yesterday was son recognition day. One thing about sons, when the big boys are little boys, life is never dull. Okay, so big boys make life interesting too but little boys have that extra cuteness. Anyway, when … Continue reading
Happy Birthday My Son
There was a time when I thought I would never be a mother. I would never hold that precious bundle, face all the many moments that being a mother brought. I watched all the other mothers envious and yet overjoyed … Continue reading
Has My Son Been Cloned?
I’m trying to figure out what happened today. Hours later, I’m still pondering the day’s events. Before I go any further, I have to say this, my son hates shopping. My son knew that I needed to go to the … Continue reading
January Twenty First; On This Your Day My Son
Happy birthday my son, my rock. When I think back, I had pretty much decided that I would never know the feeling of having someone call me mom. I would never feel a small hand holding mine, never get those … Continue reading
Day 347; Footnotes, He Wants me to Do What?
Usual I went for groceries and while out, managed to get some shopping accomplished. I have my son’s and my mother’s gift. It was what she asked for, its what she’s getting from me. I also went ahead and got … Continue reading
Day338; Footnotes of Understanding the Gift in the Interruptions
Again today, my day did not go as planned. Today was going to be another warm day. I was going to take advantage of the nice day and get some much needed yard work done. I had laundry needing done … Continue reading
Day 316; Footnotes of Snipe Hunts and Coffee Cups
Snipe hunt..sorta I told my son that I was probably going out with his grandmother today, to which he said good, he needed pants. He buys his own work pants because he didn’t like the ones provided. I knew it … Continue reading
November Tenth; The Love of a Son
He felt guilty. “Get job you bum!” Those were the words right out of my son’s mouth when I was asking if he had transferred any money over to help with groceries. He always does, I simply hadn’t checked first. … Continue reading
Day 312; Footnotes of From The Sky is Falling, to Being the Difference
It happened yesterday. It happened again today just moments ago. (at the time of this writing this morning) Two things of importance here the not so stray cats and Autumn. Yesterday morning the wind was blowing. Not too terribly hard, … Continue reading
Day 308; Footnotes of No Longer The Sound of Silence or How Many Peppers Picked
My time of temporary solitude, has come to an end. My son left last Friday for the races in Martinsville, VA. After the weekend there he was off and running to the coast of North Carolina and a few days … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 