• Patty Inwood

Rivers & Roads – There’s Always Time For Dunks

Updated: Oct 20

was caught in a long line of traffic the other day – the cars were backed up almost to Howe’s Farm stand- as inexperienced drivers navigated their way to the high school after a night of freezing rain. Sitting in the midst of this made me think back to all those days I drove, first Luke, and then Logan, to high school every morning.

Both boys hated the taking the bus and the fact that they had to be ready by 6:30 in the morning did not help. Mornings were always challenging for Luke and before he had his license, I drove him to school. It wasn’t a huge deal as I was already driving that way to go to Boylston to teach. Logie was still at Central Tree so Luke and I had this time together every morning. Luke was always making the mad dash out the door, but no matter how late he was, he would INSIST we stop at Dunkin’ Donuts. I would holler and protest and remind him he was going to end up with a TARDY slip, but his very chill response every day was…”There is always time for Dunks, mum.” I laugh thinking about his now. ‘Cause how right is he? As a society we are always so rushed and stressed about time, when in truth, in the grand scheme of things… what IS ten minutes? Especially to grab a bagel and a coffee and start your day off just right? lol Well, in high school it turns out it is a lot, but that is for another blog. :/


I loved the time I spent driving my boys to school. It really is true that kiddos spill more sitting in the car with you then probably any other time. We would talk about music or class or the gossip of the day (as long as it didn’t involve them, lol). Logan loved this radio morning show where the announcer calls up random people and pretends to be asking them survey questions. They were ridiculous and listening to Logan giggle at 14 and 15 years old made my morning. That time in the car was precious and looking back, I am glad it was never a big deal for me. I liked being needed and relished the opportunity to have each boy to myself, even if it was only twenty minutes or so a day.


So here’s what I need you to know: I heard a quote the other day that really struck me: Love is Time. We show someone we love them and that they are important to us, by making the time to include them in our day, in our lives, to spend time doing things together. This speaker said, “Isn’t it the most important thing we can do for those we love? As we stretch and start our day shouldn’t we ask ourselves – how will I make time today to be with those I love?” So for all you parents out there – forget work, and house chores, and the mowing the lawn – how many minutes will you give your child today? To be with them, to show them that you love them? Some times we may have to push to be included – like when your son is at college and would rather hang with his friends (ahem, Logan!) but you figure it out because it’s important and you’re the MOM gosh darn it. And for some of us, we would give the world to read a bedtime story for the millionth time, to go to a soccer practice in the rain, or make a last minute dash to Dunkin’ Donuts. I think that’s what my time at the cemetery is, quite frankly. It’s my time, every day, when I choose to be with Lukester, to let him know, even though he is on the other side of the stars, I love him. Love is Time, friends, and we don’t always have all the time in the world. Xxx


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