5 am. Not the normal time I'd find myself huffing and puffing down a sidewalk, on an overcast, drizzly morning while the sun was still too drowsy to peep over the horizon. Well, really, there is …
A reminder to remember
As we near the end of another academic year and my middle son's impending graduation, I'm struck by the speed at which time has passed. It seems we started this family-learning journey just yesterday, …
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Nothing like another rite of passage to get me writing again. This day should be a joyous day. My first born, the son that I once watched from far, and then watched myself change and grow in order to …