A partial tear, ordering his high school ring and homecoming is coming.

Our son has a partial ACL tear. Great news! However, he now begins physical therapy to keep the knee from stiffening and becoming less mobile. Our concern is not how quickly he returns to the football field, rather, making sure his still has a good knee when he is 40 years old. Sure, I want my son to play again, if he wants to, but I am not willing to sacrifice good, informed information just to have him back out on the field. His knee will be evaluated in physical therapy and I am getting a second opinion. Yesterday, on a lighter note, our son ordered his class ring. He chose the style and stone. It is really hard for me to believe it is time for us to be doing these things. These wonderful, precious years with our children are simply a gift everyday and such a treasure. Yesterday, as we waited in the lobby while our son was having his MRI I was thinking how blessed we are. I thought of the parents awaiting news of a brain tumor or devastating diease involving their child. As our thin, lanky son stepped out of the MRI machine I saw his smile. Many parents will never see their child's face again. I am so thankful. As I waited in the car to pick-up our daughter, I watched all the young students scuffling out of the school doors and heading for home. Not all of these young people will grow into adulthood. Many will face difficult obstacles. Life is so precious. I must make sure I am teaching to my children, the gift of living. As my son hobbled to the car and my daughter walked with a definite quickness, I smiled. They are mine, I will always be there for them, through thick and thin. As I turn to ask about my daughter's day, she tells me she was nominated for the homecoming court, I knew there was something she had to tell me, I could see it in her walk.