Dream Killer

Getting through to your children is difficult at the best of times.  When someone else is doing something that they have been told they can't do, it makes it that much worse.

It was nine o'clock in the morning and 60 degrees.  The Sunriver Homeowners Aquatic & Recreation Center (SHARC) had been open since six and Justin and I had been round and round about going to swim outdoors so early in the morning in an unheated pool.  As we drove past the facility and saw half a dozen people out swimming he turned and gave me a pleading look.

"No way in hell," I said.

Justin held up a hand.

"Don't talk while my dreams are dying."

- 8 August 2012