Posts tagged: High School
I close my eyes and instantly, I’m there – in the sterile hospital birthing room with its “homey” touches of rocking chairs and oak-trimmed wainscoting. The relentless beeping and buzzing of monitors and hovering of medical personnel, a constant reminder that I’m not alone in this very private moment.
I blink and he is here. My fourth son. Huge deep blue eyes gazing at me, mouth rooting for nourishment.
A breath or two and he’s gone. Taken from my arms and placed on a helicopter, fighting for his life. I watch them strap his robust 9-pound-10-ounce body to a stretcher – his cries of outrage silenced by intubation. Those eyes, locked on mine, shout “Mama! Help!”
But I am powerless. How can this be? A mother unable to help her child goes against every natural instinct, yet I have no choice but to relinquish my baby into the care of strangers. Read more. Cindy Hval, SR
So my baby is a high school freshman, and I'm okay with that. Really! Were there any parenting moments that were paticularly poignant for you?
Kamm: I finally found my place on ‘FaceBook’ last month and, of course, friended and was friended by family and friends. But now a strange thing has happened as I look for old friends and classmates. My page is busy with all kinds of people I haven’t thought about in decades. It’s a little emotional and bittersweet as I reconnect with people I knew but haven’t thought about. And it’s humbling that they want to connect with me. Sharing our stories, the ups and the downs, the high school sweethearts who are no longer a unit, the most likely to succeed who didn’t, old work friends who have fallen by the wayside, has caused some tears. There are some I haven’t answered yet; I need a break before I open those old feelings of who we are vs who we thought we would be.
Question: Have you had a good or bad experience reconnecting with old friends and high school classmates via Facebook?