parenting

There is that last time always

Walking with my kid today, home from school, and they reached for my hand while we walked. I had that moment of fatherly love when their hand found mine. Then I had that moment of "This could be the last time they reach for us. This could be the last time a handhold provides me a moment of joy."

But that feeling passed and I just enjoyed the weather, the walk, and their unending commentary on what they did, what they saw, what they thought.

A good afternoon to remember that there is always the last time for everything.

"Have A Nice Day" on what appears to be the front of a building. The text is shiny yellow, the building a good blue. Above is a blue sky with white clouds.

A greeting with force

I got on the elevator this morning coming up to my desk at work, and there was a woman there already. I said "Good morning" and she said it back. A nice interaction. When the elevator doors opened on her floor, I said "Have a great day!

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I've got this up and going. Email is working. I can post here whenever I want. This is my umpteenth attempt getting a blog up and going. Fits and starts. We'll see.

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A greeting with force

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