As I have mentioned before, 2014 was a tough year for everyone in my family. Including my son, The Future Rock Star. He has been in a really great spot of late, not the dour clouds of months past. Yesterday I was outside in our Southern version of cold weather, sipping a Scotch and just taking in the night sky. When I heard a sound. Then another. From the direction of the window to the FRS's room. Whistling. A random tune but a very happy one. So I took my Scotch and sat down in the flower bed beneath the window. Leaned back against the bricks. Closed my eyes. And listened.
2 comments:
Nothing compares with knowing your child is happy.
Amen mon frère.
ML
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