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Thursday, June 25, 2009

How am I?

I'm not doing well, thank you for asking. I do seem barely here, I know.

I will tell you why: I miss my son. Keenly.

I miss his noises: his loud electric guitar playing and his unintentional slamming of the basement door. I miss seeing the lump of his shape under the duvet when I peek in his room last thing before going to bed. I miss the way he always manages to splash the bathroom floor when he takes a shower. I miss how his face crinkles up when he laughs so hard he's helpless to stop. I miss the sound of that laughter. I miss his shaggy head on my shoulder when we watch TV.

Tomorrow camp ends. My boy will return. And so will I.
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