In case you missed the connection, ROBIN is our daughter and today is her birthday.
If a proud father can be forgiven a brief, personal conversation with his daughter: I love you, Babe. You are everything a daddy could ever hope for in a daughter. The funny thing is that your mother feels exactly the same way. What are the odds?
I hope today is special in every way. Write a poem. You’re good at that. Paint a picture. You’re good at that. Play your guitar. You’re good at that. Listen to music. You love that. Truthfully, I can only find one fault in you. You’re just never happy. I have pictures to prove it.
Keep trying, Robin. You’ll get this happy thing down yet. Happy birthday. Your loving papa.
This afternoon I’ll pay a visit to Rountree Elementary School in Springfield and visit with the first grade children there. Teacher NICKI FOLTZ invited me back (from previous years) and I look forward to seeing this year’s students who are just starting their journey toward discovering their future. Nicki says the kids are getting into a writer/artist unit so I’m happy to be part of it.
Our family has a soft spot for Rountree. SANDY attended school there and later on daughter ROBIN also went there.
Every time I walk up the steps and enter the front hallway, I think of Sandy and Robin, when they were little girls, walking up those steps before me. And when I stand in front of a class of six-year-old children, I tell the kids about my family’s connection to their school. I’m not sure they understand what that means to me, but I do.
Yesterday we had Robin, Tim, Kris, Tyler, and Josie over for a pool party. Tim grilled brats that were perfect. Sandy mixed and I churned (electrically of course) homemade ice cream for the first time in two or three years. Oh man! So good it made my eyes water.
Spent Saturday on the road and decided to dine in that night (in Grenada, Mississippi) on cheese, crackers, and dip. Not the best meal, but not so bad after so many hours in the car, and safer than going out. We arrived in Springfield yesterday afternoon. Two months in Florida were good but it’s always wonderful to turn into our driveway again and see Goose Lake waiting. We were blessed to have Robin and Jeff join us for the last of our stay at the condo to help make new memories. And Jeff drove all 800+ miles of the trip back to Springfield. Talk about a gift!
Today it’s back in the wheel for me. Progress so far on the Rasinski/Fresch books has been steady and on schedule, but I’ll have several activities in the coming weeks that may slow things a bit. As announced earlier, I won’t be posting much for a while but will be in touch as I can.