It begins at birth. We don't think about it, but we are not the first to hold them. After we get our turn, we hand them over to others, then they are passed back to us and this series of exchanges continues until we eventually see them off into the world. My oldest son was born on a Tuesday a little over 22 years ago. I didn't realize it then, but every moment since 4:45 pm on March 29, 1988 has been spent in some form of preparation for the day he takes flight.
Calvin missed the past two years’ family beach vacations because he was working as a summer intern at Microsoft in Seattle, Washington. The internship ended last summer with a job offer upon graduation in May 2010. We wanted to be sure that he was able to participate in our family vacation this summer before heading off to Seattle, so we scheduled our beach trip a little earlier than usual. If today’s heat and sunshine is any indication, we’re in for some great summer beach weather this week.
