Dear Elena. I’ve run across this blog a few times in my reading over the past week, and have been almost afraid to read too much, for fear of falling apart. My son is nearly six, about the same age as the girl who died suddenly last week, and whose father has written this most eloquent blog about her, her sister and their family.
My heart goes out to all of them, and I know I am but one of many many people who have been touched by this blog and this family.
Kiss your children tonight.
Peace.
Forget about A-lists, Web 2.0 and all of that jazz. Here’s what we did today:
View from mid-trail, Mt.Wachusett
My son Douglas learning to ski
Take a break… it makes all the difference in the world.
Best wishes to all for safe, happy and healthy New Year.
I’ll leave you with this picture of my son Douglas who lost his first baby tooth late Thursday night:
The promised post on trade shows in the marketing plan has been delayed due to the arrival today of new puppies. As many of you know, I breed and show Scottish Terriers. Up until now, all the puppy litters have been born at my co-owner’s house, and I get them at about 3 weeks. Well, we swapped on this litter, so the puppies were born at my house this morning. Maybe by tomorrow I will be sort of back on schedule, but today is all about puppies. 🙂
