I am thinking about my son more than usual today. I miss him. A lot. He lives nearby but ---- he's 20. I'm told this is normal, that he'll come back around. I'm sure that's part of it but I am afraid there is more to it. We have a complicated history. While I'm always reaching out to heal our wounds, he just does not want to be reached right now. Our interactions are always loving and kind just very, very, sparse these days. I am reduced to stalking him on FB -- thank god he lets me! I will continue to be here loving him whether he knows it or not, whether he cares or not - and when he's ready I will still be here. Always.
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My wish for you is that you continue. Continue to be who and how you are, to astonish a mean world with your acts of kindness. Continue to allow humor to lighten the burden of your tender heart. - Maya Angelou
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