10.29.19

the boy’s eyes

     At age 11, my son Casey was an enthusiastic novice. Those things I’d seen so many times—the road, the bridge, the people, the view—are fresh to him, and with newness he LIVES! I see through his eyes, his…

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10.18.19

Casey’s Story (Part 5)

     From that moment on—the Skype sessions, the tupperware-on-his-head games, the smiles—we didn’t look back, he was ours, here we go.     We drew a bath, Casey looked wide-eyed at the watery oblong tank. When we tried to put…

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10.11.19

Casey’s Story (part 4)

     We were told, “Here he comes…”      Through the opaque glass door, two adults—an older, sadder-looking dark haired man with sorrowful eyes and tired face; and a younger woman, smiling eyes sparkling like she’d been let out of…

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10.9.19

Casey’s Story (part 3)

     Finally, the long, long flight to China.     We asked our doctor for sleeping pills, he prescribed some ‘anxiety relief’ drug which helped very little—I was anxious about not sleeping! For most of the flight I sat slumped,…

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10.4.19 1

Casey’s Story (part 2)

     Three months before we were to get our little girl child from China, Susie said to me,      “Wouldn’t it be great if they gave us a boy?” (We already had three biological daughters)      “Sure, that’d…

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10.2.19

Casey’s Story (part 1)

     Susie and I chatted for years about adoption but never took action until one evening when, gazing off to the horizon, she sighed and said she’d be “unfulfilled” if she died without adopting. Which surprised me. I hadn’t…

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9.27.19

IF

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and…

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9.24.19

Two Dog Bones

    Two dog bones for two Boston Terriers. Gave one to Roscoe, the other to puppy Jack.    Stepped out to my office, took a sip of tea, realized I’d forgotten to sweeten it, went back into the kitchen—and…

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9.17.19

Moments like Now

   One afternoon, 3:30pm, exhausted, I took a nap. Daughter Michelle had just started playing chess with Casey when I lumbered up the steps to sleep. At 5:00 pm, 90 minutes later, I awoke, went downstairs, —they were still playing…

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9.14.19

Chairlift Conversations

Tuesday afternoon skiing was one of the Top 10 best ever! Conditions were flawless! After a first stiff run, I loosened up and hit it! Loose hips, carving thru slight moguls, joyous adventure! Bright sunshine, sunny blue sky, warm but…

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9.6.19

Where are those true friends?

     Where are my friends—my true friends?       Why don’t I have any?      Where are those gentle hearts whose eyes scan for loneliness, whose hearts break for pain-bearers, whose compassion compels them to reach out, befriend,…

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9.3.19

Make the Boy Cry

“As long as we stay angry, we keep our pain”—James Joyce Dang it. I got angry with my 8 year old for acting like a 8 year old. Through scolding words and demanding standards, I made him cry; and for…

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8.30.19 1

A Champion’s Commitment

A champion’s commitment usurps emotion. When a champion does not feel like doing what they have committed to do, they do it anyway, because doing advances them towards the goal.  They do when they don’t feel like doing.  Remarkable how…

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12.14.17

Doubts

“Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt. –Bill Shakespeare 00

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11.23.17

Rekindled

“At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.” —Albert Schweitzer 00

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