Wednesday, November 7, 2012

The End is the Beginning

The other day, my son made a profound comment while watching Saturday morning cartoons. As one Curious George episode was ending and another one seamlessly beginning, he boldly declared, "When you think it's the end, it's probably the beginning." Of course, he had no idea of his profundity, so we talked about the fact that life is very much like that. Sometimes bad things happen and you think it's the end of the world, only to find that one chapter of your life is ending and a new one just beginning. It was interesting that we had that conversation because later on that very day, he would just so happen to have one of those kinds of life experiences.

After french toast topped with raspberries, we traveled to Austin for Chad's 3rd swim meet at The University of Texas. As we walked into the swim center where the likes of Allison Schmitt and Michael Phelps are immortalized upon its walls, Chad looked at me wide-eyed and said, "I think I'm going to remember this day for the rest of my life." As it turns out, we would all remember that day. I, for one, will always remember not to bring a one year-old and a three year-old to a two-day swim meet.

On day one of the meet, Chad learned a hard lesson that he will never forget. His first heat was the breaststroke. As soon as he dove in, he did a flutter kick (like you do in freestyle) and he was immediately disqualified, although he finished the race in champion form. Chad was so disappointed, yet it was a great time to remind him that it was not the end of the world.

Day two of the swim meet was a fresh start. With his name up in lights on the UT scoreboard, Chad placed a close second in backstroke. His second heat was equally rewarding as he came in 6th place in freestyle as the youngest swimmer in the 12 and under category. We were so very proud of our little swimmer! It was definitely a day we will all remember for the rest of our lives.

The End... I mean, The Beginning

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Fire Ants and Forever


Today, we went to Cohen's grave with the kids to release balloons for his birthday. He would be five years old today. He'd be starting Kindergarten this year and would probably lose his first tooth. As we were all gathered around Cohen's grave watching our balloons soar into the heavens, back down on earth, little Hannah Grace's feet were being completely bitten up! There's nothing like fire ants to bring you back to reality. So, our reflections were cut short today, but every day Cohen is a part of our lives. We love and miss you, precious boy, and we look forward to the day when we get to see your sweet face in glory forever and ever!