This week I spent the weekend and Sunday night away, and Mythankfulboy stayed at his dad’s. We kept in touch via text, but it’s unusual for us to be apart this long, especially with baseball in full swing and it being the transition weekend between school and summer. After his game last night we caught up on the ride home, which didn’t get us to the house until 9:30. Then I had all the work I hadn’t done over the weekend left to do, so he went his way and I went mine. When he got ready to go to sleep, he came into my office/bedroom to find me and ask for what I was thankful. I said I was thankful for my friends KS and JR, both of whom I got to spend rare time with over the weekend, and that I was thankful to see his beautiful face. He said he was thankful to be home and to see me and to be out of school. Then he leaned down and kissed my forehead, asked me to wake him in the morning to say goodbye, and went to bed. Simple is best.
P.S. B and I also talked at length about the Orlando nightclub shooting and all its emotions and ramifications. I think it’s just too raw to talk about here.