Things started out okay last fall.
There was the promise of Change and Hope.
It was a new beginning.
My wife and I felt the promise of a new day.
Things would return to normal.
The birds were singing, there were still a few blooms on the flowers, and there was just a hint of a changing color in the trees.
The quiet continued through the long Winter.
Then came Spring with it's promise of life anew.
We are nearing the end though.
Only a few days left.
These are not the kids that will be tormenting us in the months to come.
They have changed.
The two peaceful looking boys are now, it troubles me to say it, TEENAGERS.
And the cute little girl with the sunglasses is a little 9 year old diva going on 16.
Pray for us.