The Adventures of Truman and Fletcher- boy

Time is interesting, because it's always the same.  Our interpretation and our experience with time are what make it feel like it goes by quickly or drags on. Take today for example, today is the last day of 2020.. a day that nearly ten months ago seemed like an eternity away.  A day that so many have circled on the calendar as a beacon of hope, more so than most years.  And now it's here, 8 hours until the clock strikes midnight.  Like the rest of the world I'm full of reflection on a year unlike any other.   I could sit here and talk about all I've learned to be grateful for, all I've missed and all I look forward to, but instead, I'd like to write a letter to the small humans in my house.   Dear Boys,  I am proud of you.  I am proud of your strength, courage, kindness and resilience.  This year I asked more of you and expected more of you than was probably fair at times. Everything changed for you, in a moment.  It was scary. It was unknown. And at times, non

Last night, I awoke at 250 in the morning.. as I've done more often than I'd like to admit during this pandemic, full of panic and worry.  Everything culminates and the anxiety presents itself as a dynamic case of insomnia that not even a heavy blanket can cure.  But sometimes, its brings me thoughts that have to be put down on paper.. so here ya go.  The marathon is often used as an example of perseverance.  "It's a marathon, not a sprint" people say when they want to make you feel better when  you're in the thick of things.  Well here we are friends.. in. the. thick. of. things.   Years ago, when time and my knees were more forgiving I used to run marathons.  I embraced the duration of the training, adhered to the strict schedule and celebrated the time in front of me knowing it ended with an accomplishment.  Sounds kind of familiar to current state, right?  There's a vaccine that's now being distributed, so there is a finish line to this pandemic ra