Monthly Archives: November 2005
The Race
I despise running. Never understood the enthusiasm of runners. I hit the streets and break into a jog and count the minutes until it is over, lungs burning, legs aching, attention span taxed. I finish a lap and wonder what … Continue reading
Shaving Time
“What’s my time again, Dad?” Lucas kept his eye on the pool, his swim cap a wee bit big for his head. It scrunched his eyebrows into an involuntary look of perplexity. “1:15:24,” I replied. “Remember to ask the timers … Continue reading
Checked Out
We retreated to Palm Springs for the weekend. But for a few family meltdowns, it was a therapeutic holiday. I’ll post more shortly.
Hobbled
Her counts were good when she went for labs this week, so she’s back on chemotherapy. She ran a slight fever Tuesday night. The medical team pulled her from school as a precaution and she has not returned. She has … Continue reading
Traveling with a Contrarian
There was fanfare. There was ballyhoo. It was our own undertaking of “Make a Wish” … sort of. Last weekend, Jordan, Jeanette and I indulged in a Manhattan retreat while Luc happily slept over with friends. The trip was planned … Continue reading