My son is 19 and going to our local community college. He is living at home. There are positives and negatives to that. I think he would agree.
Here is one of the very best things. We have started taking walks together at night. It has been wonderful. Talking and getting to know each other in different ways. He talks politics and philosophy and history. Passionately! And mostly… I listen. To this intelligent, creative, interesting man-child.
Tonight we got started… and the skies opened up and rain poured down on us! So we had to make a decision– and we decided to press on! Which reminded him of a story from camp. Which led to another. And another. Some stories I have heard before, but some I have not. Adventures he was on without me.
In so many ways we are just spectators in our teenagers lives. Watching. Listening. And tonight… laughing! Great big out loud laughs ringing out through the night at his adventures (and misadventures!) Getting tangled up in the dogs leash. Bumping shoulders on the sidewalk. Getting drenched in the rain. Getting closer.
So grateful tonight for rain soaked magic. And for Sam.
Quiet Happy Wonder 