Teach us to number our days that we may gain a heart of wisdom*

by chuckofish

Another busy week full of meetings and driving about, but at least we have something to show for it. Son #1 is now the proud owner of his very own car, a Hyundai Santa Fe.

Oops, it looks like I uploaded the wrong picture. He was just two years old in that one, and the car was a Ford Escort. We were camping at a park in nearby Waddington NY a couple of months before his little brother’s birth. Here is James now — a little older, able to put his feet on the floor, and see over the dashboard of his own car.

Time flies, and all of a sudden it’s 2018. I only wish that I remembered everything about those passing days. Well, if we can’t remember all the details, we can at least enjoy every moment — the boring and uncomfortable bits right along with the triumphs and simple pleasures.

This weekend my son is taking me for a ride in his new (old) car. We’ll listen to some vintage car music, perhaps The Best of Fleetwood Mac (?) or some Tragically Hip, and we’ll explore the North Country. And we’ll make memories.

Have a lovely weekend!

*Psalm 90:12