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Son #2 is learning how to talk. And in learning how to form words, he’s doing his best to sing, too. His favorite song is “Silent Night,” although when he sings it, it sounds like “I die, Whole die.” Then he reaches up in his higher register and pulls out a falsetto sound that willContinue reading “The Music”

Son #1 stopped playing for a brief second tonight and started counting. He can count to thirteen, but after that, it’s a little dicey, “Thirteen, sixteen, twenty, ninety, eighty, seventy-one, forty, twenty, sixteen, eleven, and five.” “Son #1, do you know that after you count to ten, it starts with one again?” “Okay.” “So afterContinue reading “The Scoundrel”

The year was 1995. I was in kindergarten. My parents enrolled me in a Christian school supported by a local church. The small Christian school was a split level. As you walked in the front door, the stairs to the right led up to where we had chapel services and where the offices were. TheContinue reading “The Kindergarten”

He labored for each breath, and momma was concerned. He sucked in the air as a desert traveler would water. The skin around his ribs would concave as he tried to breathe. And he was wheezing. He wasn’t smiling, eating, or drinking. He looked like he’d worked a twenty-hour day splitting wood. And he wasContinue reading “The Stay”

A week into writing a daily post, I mentioned that I might only write one word, but I would write daily no matter what. Today is that day. Son #2 has won an overnight stay at the hospital tonight. Please pray for him. And us, but mainly him. Thank you. to anyone who reads this,Continue reading “The Hospital”