Old Friends and contrast.
This week I met up with some old and dear friends under very different circumstances.
March 19: Here's Matthew playing his favorite position -- keeper. Matt inherited his father's athletic ability:
Naturally average at everything.
But when he plays keeper he really steps it up. It's amazing what a little confidence will do.
He does this in public.
I'm not sure where I went wrong.
March 21: This was such a wonderful day. I've already referenced it in my previous post, but today I got together with some long lost friends. I went in to the day with a little trepidation, wondering if I would have anything to say to people I hadn't seen in 18 years. It turns out we had a lot to say. It was a happy day. (Oh, these are the toes of my friend Ellen's three year old daughter -- the rest of her is pretty darn cute too!)
March 22: Have you ever played Liar's Dice? It's also called Perudo, Pirate's Dice, and probably a lot of other things. If you have seen Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest, it's the game that Will and his father play with Davy Jones.
I taught the game to my kids, and now they regularly beat me.
It turns out they're pretty good liars.
I'm so proud.
She popped her head up briefly on Monday (it's snowing as I write this on Wednesday). We moved into our home last July, and didn't know about these little Spring flowers in the front yard. I don't even know what they are, but I think they're pretty.
Any idea what they might be?
March 24: Self Portrait. Something new I'm adding this week -- a self portrait a week (until I get bored with it anyway). And yes, that is what I look like -- I generally have that thing attached to my face.
Well, not usually at work, but no one was looking.
The rain seems somehow appropriate.
The circumstances are different this time. Her brother has passed away, and I'm about to go into the viewing.
A life of such promise, suddenly gone. I feel I should say something, but everything is inadequate at a time like this.
Emily, I'm so sorry.