Fundamental Jelly

Saturday afternoon the wife and I went to a pool party we had been invited to.  I wasn’t much in the mood to mingle, so I plopped down in a lawn chair, nursed a couple of mojitos, and pulled out my camera.  The place was full of little kids swimming and playing at high velocity.  Both my children are college age, so its been awhile since I’ve been around little people.  I shot about 50 photos of the children running around and after reviewing them later that night I found only two that were interesting (see below). 

While I was sitting in the lawn chair, it occurred to me, for no reason that I could think of, (maybe I was near the end of my second mojito) that I missed holding the hands of my children.  I had forgotten how I enjoyed going for walks around the neighborhood with their tiny, soft hands swallowed up in yours.  It wasn’t just a metaphor, you were actually leading them through this world…I guess I miss that part. 

What’s that you say?  Has FJ up and gone all mommy blog on us?  No, not to worry.  In fact, I will be heading out early Monday for a final week of work in the bush where I will be all manly and shit.  See you this coming weekend, cheers, FJ. 

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Soft Shoulder