Things happen for a reason, and moving back to San Antonio has had us close to loved ones during important moments. We were able to attend my nephew's football games when living a few towns over made it difficult to share in watching him grow up. By the way, the kid recently turned 13 and is 6 foot-plus!
Nephew is tallest kid in his team. |
Concert t-shirt worn at 2014's Rock n Roll marathon |
The honey ran his 4th full marathon, shaving about 12 minutes from his time the prior year, and he got a kick out of attracting the attention of Mrs. Keen (who also ran the San Antonio Rock n Roll marathon) with the REK t-shirt he wore to the race.
Every now and then my honey manages to scare me with some minor injury that triggers a flood of emotions.
When you've experienced loss at an early age you tend to overreact a bit, but I try to make light of it on the outside and not let it out of control, This year we did a little four-wheeling over Thanksgiving and my love had a mishap that almost catapulted him over the handle bars. Not a big deal, expect I watched it up close and in slow motion. It was nothing a few cold beers and ice couldn't cure, though the after math did leave huge bruising on his thigh and torso. I am grateful we ended the year in one piece!
Ambidextrous. Balancing ice on one hand while drinking beer with the other. |
So the past year was a good one and I am hopeful 2015 will be even better. May your new year be full of wonderful surprises and hopefully no injuries.
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ReplyDeleteGreat to read your post, was wondering how you were. So how's it feel being back to Blogger? Hopefully, a lot easier than watching your honey bunny fly through the air.
Cheers, boogie boogie and Happy 2015.
I tried to hit comment but I hit interesting by mistake. Anyway, came by to say Happy Valentine's Day to you two honey bunnies.
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