Of Cats and Cradles
Posted on November 15th, 2022
Now that my son is a full-fledged adult, with his own car, job and college schedule, I worry that we're never going to be as close as we were when he was young. I feel a little distant sometimes, he's so busy.
But then, out of the blue, he'll text me with a minor emergency that popped up during his day, for which he is seeking my advice. These are good days. He still needs me. Maybe not as often, but he still values my opinion.
I wish he'd call instead of texting, but, frankly, he could send carrier pigeons and I'd be happy.