Sons

Earlier this week, I received a phone call from my eldest son Craig. He says, "I fucked up mom". He then proceeds to confess what he did. Been there, done that. Not a judgmental bone in my body. I emphasized with him. Roads we have to walk down. It'll be ok.

Today, my younger son Anthony calls me at work. He was sound asleep in his bed this morning when I left for work. He says, "I almost died yesterday". Recently, he's taken up kayaking. Him and his friend Dana went kayaking on the Oconee River in Chattanooga. They put their kayaks in the river. First they come upon a copperhead. Then when Dana gets into her kayak, a spider appears. She is totally flipping out. Anthony is thinking, "man, it's just a spider" and paddles over to her to get rid of the spider. He then told me it was the size of his hand! Dana jumps out of her kayak and gets on top of Anthony's. Anthony flips her kayak over in order to get rid of the spider. Meantime, his kayak is filling up with water. Dana jumps off and holds on to her kayak which is floating upside down. Anthony gets out of his kayak because it is sinking. He had nothing to hold on to. At this point, they are at the rapids. Dana goes down the rapids holding on to her kayak. Anthony goes down the rapids with nothing. His kayak goes without him. Dana is rescued by, as they called themselves, "Pakinstan rednecks". Anthony went down the entire river with his body. He finally saw some people on the shore. He swims against the currents and they rescue him. So, we summed it up. The most dangerous thing about kayaking is the critters one encounters. Not the river. Also, they made new friends. They went to Dana's rescuers' home afterwards. Anthony said they were the most coolest guys he's met!