“Would you grab the thermometer?” asked my wife. I’d just arrived home from work. Friday afternoons usually had a way of projecting excitement and anticipation, but not this one. I set down my laptop bag and surveyed the living room. Two girls on the couch, one on the armchair. This is isn’t good.
I stepped just to the inside of the kitchen and pulled open the drawer. “Let’s go ahead and check all of them,” my wife suggested. I grabbed the no-touch infrared digital forehead thermometer and gently pushed the drawer closed. Now wielding the digital truth-teller, I approached my oldest daughter draped wearily in the armchair with her Harry Potter book.
100.9.
Next, I tiptoed through the colored blocks and miniature Scooby Doo figurines over to the couch to the second daughter.
99.9.
Sighing, now it was time to check the baby.
100.3.
I reported out these temperatures to my wife. She nodded and coughed gently, blowing her nose quietly into a tissue. Looks like I’m not going to Saturday Reunion, I thought. Family comes first.
Oh, oh! You have a way of describing things that’s very tender, even when they might be disastrous. I am so sorry for your girls. I hope the entire family recovers soon. “I tiptoed through the colored blocks and miniature Scooby Doo figurines over to the couch to the second daughter.” I love this sentence. Describes not only your place, but your way of doing things and the atmosphere in the house.
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I hope you found the silver lining yesterday and enjoyed moments with the girls that they’ll remember ! There will be other reunions– you did the right thing!
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I love the gentle way to steer us through the scene just as you must have surveyed, planned, and then acted. Hope all are on the mend. It was a great Saturday. I left mourning what I missed and celebrating what I saw. The highlight certainly was Jason Reynolds.
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Something is definitely going on in your community. Hope you are all doing a bit better by now.
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Man plans; God laughs. So sorry your family is sick. Hope they all improve quickly. I always feel so helpless when I’m caring for a sick child. TLC goes a long way, and I can see that you are a caring dad.
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Sorry you missed your reunion and to hear your family is sick! I know this walking in feeling and could sense it in your writing. I especially loved the “weilding the truth-teller” description.
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Hope the girls feel better quickly. Sometimes the unexpected “family reunions” turn out to be a very precious memory in the making.
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This is such a real-life slice. The mix of emotions we experience. How life plans change in a moment’s notice. You described the setting perfectly as you purposely moved within it. The reunion was great and yes there will be many more. You made the right decision for sure. Hope the group is on the mend!
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I’m home sick too, Lanny! Hope your family feels betters soon!
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Ugh. So sorry… hope everyone has improved over the weekend. I love the phrase digital truth teller.
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Challenging but ultimately rewarding — being a parent. Here’s to you, Dad.
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You were right where you belonged. I hope everyone is feeling better.
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Oh no! I hope they are all feeling better soon and that you stay healthy to take care of everyone. Yes…family first.
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