My oldest son Tom recently became engaged, and as I look at the wonderful new photographs, I've also felt drawn to look at old photographs, and to remind myself to savor every moment, slow down and be present. 31 years ago, Tom was 3 years old and I was 25. I can remember the day… Continue reading Savoring every moment
I remember the day that I found out that my son Matt would be going onto the crab fishing boat named The Wizard. The fears that kept wanting to creep into my mind were really small compared to the confidence that I felt, and still feel, in his sense of inner-direction. Matt would never accept… Continue reading It is never to late to look for the gifts
A friend and I were talking the other day, as we drove to The Women's Exchange, in Williamstown MA (another great thrift store), and she was just casually talking about a trip that she had taken with her daughters; showing them the place where she met their father, the places where they had first gone… Continue reading a more complete picture
Many years ago, when my sons were little, and I was struggling with how to be a good parent; wanting them to grow up to be secure, happy, self-realized people, someone said to me, "I always try to catch my children doing something great." This statement was such a shock to me; such a change… Continue reading Watch out!
I was reading a very good book the other day, Write it Down, Make it Happen: Knowing what you want and getting it! by Henriette Anne Klauser and came to a paragraph that moved me deeply. On page 161 she says, "I know a new dad who wrote a letter to his just-born son. 'Let… Continue reading It is never too late