Tag: Education
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The Relativity of Success

Dear Cade, Two decades ago, when you first entered the world, I wasn’t much older than you are now. I was young, naïve, and full of hopes, dreams, and expectations of the kind of man you’d become one day! Slowly but surely, you’ve blow every one of those hopes, dreams, and expectations to bits! When…
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More to the Story

Dear Hallie, I can’t believe we’ve managed to keep you alive for 16 years. I believed I was a great mom until you were born, realizing I just had two somewhat predictable children before you – your older sister eager to impress and your older brother eager for peace. You were born the unpredictable third…
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Seasons Always Change

Dear Lacey, After entertaining the idea of moving last year, Dad and I decided to settle in and get you and your sister graduated before leaving our beloved home of 15 years. Then the first week of March, just after my sycamore tree finally sprang back to life, a house came on the market tempting…
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The Things that Matter Most

Dear Cade, You challenge me! You challenge me in ways all 16-year-olds challenge their mothers, but it’s so much more than that! You also challenge me in ways only an absent-minded professor challenges and confounds everyone they meet. While you miss obvious and practical realities staring you in the face, you’re more awake to the…
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Grocery Stores and Dirty Floors

Dear Kori Jane, In the two years between Daddy and I’s wedding day and you crashing our party, I used to love going to the grocery store. Perhaps because I’d lived with my own mom right up until that very moment, so the thrill of being in charge of filling a refrigerator and pantry with…
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Sports, Space, Racecars, and Excavators

Dear Cade, Daddy and I both, for different reasons, hoped that our first child would be a boy. I’d always dreamed of an older brother, so I thought it would be ideal for my oldest to be male, but for your sports loving Daddy he dreamed of shooting hoops and playing catch with his son…
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Junior Year

Dear Kori Jane, You are 16. A high school junior. In fact, you’ve just started the second semester of your junior year. We were warned junior year would be brutal, and right about now you’d be ready to throw in the towel. You are no doubt just as sleep deprived, over committed, under nourished, and…

