So often I think of Stephanie

[Molly Decker]

I was just watching 60 minutes and Liam Neeson talked about his grief-like a three legged table, or a wave that sweeps over him.  It made me think about how on Mondays, when I drop Sam off at tennis, and I watch him run into his lesson-I am overwhelmed thinking of his mother.  She was such a lovely player, great strategist-when, I would be getting ready for play-offs or sectionals, and regionals she always listened to all the tennis drama...offered comments and giggles.  I think about how much she would have loved to have lived to drop him off at tennis, or basketball.  It's the little things in life-the little chores we take for granted.  I think of her and how hard she fought, how much she suffered just to walk a child into school.  It's a way to honor her-to take Sam to tennis, or pick him up.  We usually have dinner afterwards-I feel she knows that I always tell him what a lovely player she was-when appropriate.  She wouldn't ever want him to be sad, so I try to be careful.  But, for me sometimes the wave of grief can sweep over me, and I feel like a 3 legged table wobbly and inadequate hoping her little boy remembers her without sadness.  Which is not really possible...