Friday, July 14, 2017

Fleeting Boyhood

For years, JT played in this backyard.  There was no season exempt from his stomping about and the result was a patch of the backyard where grass wouldn’t grow.  Sometimes that patch annoyed me and then I realized that when the grass grew back it would be because the little boy who played in the yard was grown up.  This summer, the patch has filled and the lawn looks quite lovely.

But it must be confessed that I sometimes miss the dusty patch and the sweaty little boy who played out here for hours on end.  Time is that way, I guess, and one lovely thing must make way for another. I am learning my way around this transition, sometimes hesitant and sometimes excited, but always with a full heart.

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