lost_winter lostgirl it is a stunning spring day. as he prepares for this day off from school, i see him looking, with serious concentration, at the green haze taking over the landscape of the thick woods outside the open dining room window. the birds are serenading the sunshine and the warmth is already taking the chill off of the early morning air. alongside the dead evergreen that has succumbed to the harsh winter weather, the bunches of daffodils seem to be mocking him. though he endeavors to hide it, this otherwise joyful, happy-go-lucky firstborn son is forlorn, though his apparent heartbreak has nothing to do with a teenage romance. his not-yet-developed focus is still narrow. his worries are limited. as a child of privilege, he wants for very little. yet i do not wonder in the least what he is considering. as his brow creases, and the slightest frown kisses the corners of his mouth, i recognize his sadness. he shares the same passion as his mother. i pull him close and he melts into my arms and lets out a very grown-up sort of sigh. it will be a long summer. 100402 ... lostgirl most say we are crazy. we take the abuse as a compliment. hang in there mike... only eight more months until the snow flies again. 100402 ... cr0wl just keep reminding him he's going to high cascade. 100402 ... cr0wl i'll never forget that perfect winter morning when mike and i skied together. he's a sensitive lad with a quiet heart that seems to hear thoreau's inner drumbeat. he has an exploding smile and a desire to know how things work. he listened to me and looked at me in the eye with confidence. as we slid with passionate abandon across the untouched courdoroy i thought about myself when i was his age. standing at the edge of a cliff checking to see if the wings strapped upon my shoulders would actually work when i jumped off. and now when i think about it, i don't even remember hitting the ground. so i actually flew? mike is awesome. when marc and i would see him at santa's beard he would never hesitate to come up to us and bump fists. i only wish him the best. 100402 ... lostgirl he says that this lesson made the difference of the season. this is why you do what you do. 100402 ... lostgirl he said you taught him to dance with the snow and to lay down with the turns. awesome. 100402 what's it to you? who go blather from