Archives For Sarah

Books More Than Boys

April 16, 2014 — 12 Comments

For the past three days, Sarah’s dear friend, Hope, has been staying with us. 

You may remember Hope from when she was here for Sarah’s 16th birthday along with Victoria (Sarah’s childhood friend, standing to her right) and Taylor. (Sarah’s Manteo bestie.)

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Journey To Graduation

April 9, 2014 — 40 Comments

It’s been a journey eighteen years long.

It's been an especially precious journey because cancer made its appearance along the way and tried to convince us we weren't going to be able to see the journey to completion.

It tried to tell us we would never see our sweet Sarah grow up.

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Um . . . Actually, there’s no reason to read Sarah’s blog post in such a hurry but I just thought that your Tuesday morning routine might need a bit of excitement inserted into it. You’re welcome. (The post I’m referring to is the one I wrote about yesterday concerning her decision about college.) Continue Reading...
Sarah has always loved words and writing; in fact, since she was ten years old, she has been working on a book. To highlight her literary efforts, this year’s Manteo High School yearbook will feature an interview with her.  (She was also honored recently when she was one of a handful of students chosen by her AP English teacher to tutor other High School students in writing.) Continue Reading...
Yesterday I went to Greenville for my infusion; while I was in town, I also had a few other errands to run so it turned out to be a long day. Continue Reading...

Snow Dance

January 23, 2014 — 27 Comments
After Wednesday's snow had stopped falling and it had warmed up just a little, Sarah and I went outside for a rare snowy photo shoot. I’m used to posting pictures of blue skies, green grass, and sapphire seas so to witness whiteness everywhere was quite a change. Continue Reading...

That Year

September 27, 2013 — 27 Comments
Well, we are entering That Year. You know, The Year when your child is in the twelfth grade and suddenly, out of the blue, there are all sorts of terms being flung about, like FAFSA forms, and scholarship applications, and SATs, and graduation pictures. And you realize all over again (as if you could ever forget) that time doesn’t just march on—no, it sprints and gallops and flings itself forward at warp speed and a baby who was once pink and wrinkly and wobbly turns into this. Continue Reading...
I  had just turned off the ignition and was leaning  back in the driver’s seat waiting for Sarah to arrive when a furtive moment on the passenger side caught my eye. I glanced over. And froze.  Continue Reading...