School started for Jenny yesterday and it's soccer season. This year I thought I would be juggling two totally different school schedules and I was looking forward to crisp and sometimes downright cold and always way too early Saturday morning soccer games, watching Mason protect the goal like a stonewall and working harder to keep my mouth shut so as to not embarrass him too much with my excitement and pride. It's no wonder he was such a natural goalie. He was a protector, doing his best to help everyone and everything around him, from the little stray kittens to the people without food or homes, to his momma who really wasn't too much on being called that, but always responded because he melted her heart with limitless love.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
That Time of Year
School started for Jenny yesterday and it's soccer season. This year I thought I would be juggling two totally different school schedules and I was looking forward to crisp and sometimes downright cold and always way too early Saturday morning soccer games, watching Mason protect the goal like a stonewall and working harder to keep my mouth shut so as to not embarrass him too much with my excitement and pride. It's no wonder he was such a natural goalie. He was a protector, doing his best to help everyone and everything around him, from the little stray kittens to the people without food or homes, to his momma who really wasn't too much on being called that, but always responded because he melted her heart with limitless love.
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Thinking of you this morning. I love looking at the picture of Mason...he is just so handsome. I wonder what our sons are doing in heaven right now.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Angie