it's been 12 years.....and the year of the horse is upon us again.
my boy will be 12 this year, & i foresee he'll be as tall as i am very soon. just see how we match....his right hand against my left, palm to palm.
this quote is from Shakespeare's Richard III. in the battle, King Richard III 's horse, Surrey, is killed. unable to flee and unable to gather more troops, he falls to the Earl Of Richmond who slays him, to become King. he died and his kingdom went to the conquerer because his horse was killed and he could not flee. it is a manner of summing up the frustration every human feels when he or she lacks the service of something once taken for granted.
my son & my late father were both born in the year of the horse, 72 years apart. one living at home, the other in our hearts. indeed, by grace, in my family, we lack nothing.
2 comments:
Either he has big hands or you have dainty ones. Hmmm...
Andrea,
i am short, like my parents, but my boy will certainly outgrow me & the sister.
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