When Zachary was 10 years old he began playing basketball. The first team Zachary joined was at the local YMCA. Basketball was the perfect sport for Zachary because his wardrobe consisted of basketball shorts or sweat pants.
10 years later...
Zachary is asking me why did he wear sweat pants during the basketball games.
Why did I always wear sweatpants when I played basketball for the games at the Y?
You refused to wear jeans. You always wore sweatpants.
Why would I wear jeans during a basketball games. That's more Redickulus than sweatpants.
That's not what I meant. Just that you preferred to wear sweatpants.
Yeah but I saw pictures of when I played at the Y. I mean why would I wear basketball shorts all the time except when I'm actually playing.
A mother always worries about her children, whether they are young or older. The fears I am currently facing are about my children. I am scared of...
Ahren being stuck in a job he hates and talking about getting a new job that is hours away from home.
Zachary graduating from college and potentially getting a job on the other side of the country in CA.
Brandon going away to college in the fall.
These things may not seem scary, but as their mother, it is. I'm sure other mom's out there can understand how I feel. The fear of your child moving far away is bad enough, but all three of my boys?! It's devastating! I know, I know... all children grow up and leave the nest. They may be ready to leave, but I'm not ready to let go. The feelings of sadness, grief, depression, emptiness and loss are overwhelming. I'm having difficulty coping with the thought of an empty nest.
Ahren, me, Brandon and Zachary
Most of my life I have focused on raising my boys and caring for the home and family. It seems like all of a sudden my kids are gone!
What do I do now?
Recently a good friend made a statement that has helped me through a few bad days. She said "Congratulations, you are blessed! Give yourself a big pat on the back for raising wonderful boys!". She is right!! I am very blessed.
I will begin this new stage of being a parent whether I am ready or not. I have to learn the delicate balance of letting the boys know they have my support but at the same time allowing them to be independent.
Often easier said than done.
Grab a cup of coffee (or in my case, hot tea) and chat with us!
Zachary has been home on spring break for almost a week. It's been nice having him around again.
I'm glad he was home to celebrate Easter with us.
Egg hunts are a thing in the past.
My boys think they are too old for an egg hunt, but they are okay with getting Easter baskets on Easter morning.
We spent Easter with Todd's parents and his brother's family.
Maggie's spring break was spent with a cone around her head.
She had surgery to get spayed.
The vet also tattooed a state license number on her. In the state of PA, you have to apply annually for a dog license. Because Maggie is tattooed, we never have to get another dog license for her. That save a few dollars. Pretty soon the cone will come off and stitches out. Maggie will be good as new!
We've had a lot of snow this winter. Not as much as the New England states, but enough to crave the warmer air of spring. This was Maggie's first major snowfall to play in. I hope you enjoy watching them play as much as I did!
Coach Thorp, all you have done for me and the hockey team these last four years has not gone unnoticed. You have taught us key lessons in life: specifically, how to be a team player… how to work towards a common goal with teammates… how to cope with both winning and losing… how to deal with unexpected adversity… and of course, the overall benefit of being physically fit.
It’s a lot to ask of a volunteer, absolutely. There must be times when you ask yourself if you really have time to coach, or if you are making a difference, or ...
if you do, it’s in silence. Because we never see it or hear it.
Coaches, like you, are the bloodline of high school sports. Without your involvement, practices and games would never happen, never mind the life lessons countless of young kids learn.
Fun is the key ingredient to high school hockey.
I sincerely hope you have as much fun as your players do.
A Hockey Mom does her best to be on time for all practices and games… drives, waits, motivates, cheers and shivers while sitting in a cold ice rink. She offers encouragement and gives unconditional love. ~
I am also a Scrapbook Junkie. Photography novice. Pepsi addict. Neat freak. Perpetual texter. Animal lover. Childcare provider. Wife to a great guy. Mom to 3 boys!