Love Recordings: Rediscovered for 2013

So excited to begin again on this format. Graduate school is behind me, elementary school is almost behind the kids. The past few weeks have really been about constructing a new model of downtime or free time away from work and obligations. How do we connect as a family? What do we do for fun, rest and giving back? We have tried to just listen and see. After Christmas, we drove as a family to Orlando as Charles worked. The boys enjoyed Disney with me again. As we rolled back into Nashville late at night to return, I wondered what the new year would bring.











From 'To A Young Son' by Julia Johnson Davis

In your face I sometimes see
Shadowings of the man to be,
And eager, dream of what my son
Will be in twenty years and one.

But when you are to manhood grown
And all your manhood ways are known,
Then shall I, wistful, try to trace
The child you once were in your face?

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MY LITTLE ONE - By Tennessee Williams

My little one whose tongue is dumb, whose fingers cannot hold to things, who is so mercilessly young, he leaps upon the instant things, I hold him not.

Indeed, who could? He runs into the burning wood. Follow, follow if you can! He will come out grown to a man and not remember whom he kissed, who caught him by the slender wrist and bound him by a tender yoke which, understanding not, he broke.

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We are so very glad that you are happy...
long may you keep so, my dear boy...
May you go on as well
as you have begun.
- Charles Darwin

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