I am catching my breath now from the weekend. What a weekend, wasn't it? So moving and inspiring and just the right start to what comes next. I'm diving in and getting to work. Maybe I'll see you out there.
We capped a full weekend with a celebratory vibe, as Calvin turned 16 yesterday. I do not know how it is that my baby is sixteen years old, but here we are and there he is. A tall, strong, smart, funny, sensitive and thoughtful young man with the whole wide world ahead of him. What an absolute joy it is to watch this all unfold.
A snow day was called today, canceling everything we had planned, even skiing! Because it's really not snow, but rather ice. An ice storm is no fun at all, at least not on the outside. But inside....well, we can do inside just fine. The living room floor is already littered with paper and it's only ten in the morning. I predict lots of art being made today, more than a few chess games played, and some music too. It'll be soup for dinner. Nothing extraordinary except the wonder and beauty of everyday, and all of us here enjoying it together. I'll take it (and count my lucky stars).
