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Showing posts from November, 2006

Lean On Me

Another emotional week for the Meyer family.

Football is over, which is always a bit sad. The week between football and basketball, the boys drift around, wondering what to do with themselves. They love football, they love being with the guys, working hard, playing their hearts out, feeling close to their dad.

The freshman team ended the season 9-1. It's a group of very talented athletes and it's been so fun to watch them play. What is incredible to me is the strong connection these guys have to one another. They are a team, in the very best sense of the word. Their love and support of one another extends well beyond the field. Watching Zach, watching his teammates, I experience a sense of wonder. It's clearly more than football.

The freshmen had their end-of-the-year celebratory banquet. All the players were introduced, shook the coaches' hands and got their certificates. Zach, being Dave's son, took one look at the coaches outstretched hand and threw his arms wi…

Honoring Those Who Served

"It is the soldier, not the reporter,
Who has given us freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet,
Who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the organizer,
Who has given us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier, Who salutes the flag,
Who serves beneath the flag,
And whose coffin is draped by the flag,
Who allows the protestor to burn the flag."
- Father Dennis Edward O'Brian, USMC
(often incorrectly attributed to Charles M. Province)

"People sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf."
- George Orwell (attributed)

"Never in the face of human conflict has so much been owed by so many to so few."
- Winston Churchill ("Battle of Britain")

"If a man hasn't discovered something that he will die for, he isn't fit to live."
- Martin Luther King, Jr

"Ask not what your country can do for you; ask what you can do for …

There for you

Yesterday I was so lonely for Dave. He seems so far away and I ache for him. Every little thing reminds me of him and there are so many moments I need him there. So many, many things I want him to see. And while I know, in an abstract way, that he is still there, I miss the connection with him, I miss feeling him near, knowing his heart. I don't know what heaven is like. I don't know whether Dave can truly "look down" on us here. I don't know of any scripture that addresses what kind of connection those in heaven will have with us here, if any. I've written before about how strong my connection with Dave was here on earth...and that I truly, truly believed with all my heart and sould that I would still feel him even after he was gone. But I hardly ever do. I don't sense his presence the way I thought I would.

And yet, Doug, (if you don't know the Doug story, see: Doug Andrews and scroll down the page a bit) he seems to be everywhere. I have dreams …