Particularly Poignant

I found this on the kitchen table this morning.   Last night my eldest came home from his soccer game and said "I scored, Mom!"   This morning his name was in the Free Press, printed alongside the outcome of boys high school soccer games in London yesterday.   I was going to save it....   but he beat me to it.

I wonder what he did with it, where it ended up, who he showed it to.... the high fives.

It reminds me of words and conversations of another time.  They echo.   All these things a mother ponders in her heart. 

Life is good.