It hit me the other night, like a ton of bricks.
As I was returning from the trek to the top of the old Sears Tower (as of July 16, 2009, Willis Tower), I spotted a father carrying his young son.
I had an epiphany.
At 9PM, it’s quite common for children to be tired of walking. So carrying is par for the course.
My carrying days are over.
Chapin is now nine, over 70 pounds, and a third-grader.
Who carries anyone fitting that description?
I wish I did.
Parents, grandparents, and other relatives. Carry like there’s no tomorrow, because someday, there will be.
Carpe diem, jeff noel 🙂
PS. Tomorrow, being the glorious Monday we know it will be, I’ll share an unfair advantage my son and I have over other families.
