An Eagle Scout and Singlets

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Life is a constant heart-beat, which drums all around me.  Sometimes in the thundering noises of many little elephants coming down the stairs, and sometimes in the aftermath of many mouths having been filled and satisfied.  Tonight, I have two hours of quiet.  The heartbeat of life still hums in the background, even though there is silence.  There is a crudely drawn circle on the mirror in the kitchen.  It appears to  be etched in maple syrup.  The stairs have more dust bunnies making themselves at home on each step.  Paper airplanes have crash landed under pieces of furniture.  A small pretzel has been stepped on more than once, looking like a little mountain which has been leveled to a mess of crumbs in the middle of the floor.  The once-caught up laundry smirks at me from a huge pile, now ready to go through the cycle again.  Our fridge is still in self-emptying mode, as dozens of eggs and bushels of apples and clementines disappear into thin air… or hungry bellies.  The clock is ticking, and life is still drumming.  There have been a few poignant moments in the past week.  

It was an honor to attend Matthew’s little brother’s Eagle Scout Court of Honors.  I have known Jacob since he was Betty’s age, and am so proud of the young man he has become!DSC_8710 DSC_8686 DSC_8706DSC_8724 DSC_8729 DSC_8740 DSC_8745 DSC_8756 DSC_8817 Eagle Scout Court of HonorDSC_8828DSC_8860DSC_8865DSC_8883

The other night I came across Nadine trying to give Jack a shoulder massage.  He was backing away from her and exclaiming: I’m not a woman!  I laughed, so thankful he isn’t!  Then Friday night he was peeling potatoes for me.  The aftermath of his help was a scattering of sweet potato skins all over the kitchen floor.  He gazed at the mess, shook his head and said, If I was a woman, none of this would have happened.  I guess his impression of women is as follows: They are neat potato peelers who love shoulder massages.  I think I qualify.

The boys are both in the middle of wrestling season.  I finally got to watch them on Saturday, and it brought back many memories of watching their daddy, donned in his singlet, oh so long ago!

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I’m so proud of the boys in my life.  Whether they’re wearing singlets, an Eagle Scout uniform, or a wrestling coach’s shirt… they all make me so very proud.  Their hearts all march to the beat of their own drum, and make my heart beat a little faster.


One thought on “An Eagle Scout and Singlets

  1. What a wonderful accomplishment for Jacob and the family. Love seeing all of your pics and words of love. Always a joy to read! Love you all

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