Courting the Athlete
My son is a freshman in high school this year. Oh my God, I can't believe I could even be saying something like that. Children growing older is a part of the whirlwind of life. For those of us who have children it is likely hard to conceive any other connection to approximately 20 years of our lives. They stand like book ends supporting two decades. When I look back I can't possibly think of how I got here so fast and when I look forward, I shrink in terror as I realize college is only three more short years away. My son is not athletic. Okay, truth be told he is far more athletic than I ever was. He can out skate board anyone in the neighborhood and played soccer. He has however, never faced the ultimate gym humiliation that I did. After three unsuccessful attempts at a layup in junior high school the coach placed me on the girls team. If that had been now, I could have likely sued for enough money to support the next four generations of my family. M