Second Semester, a few days on
Friday, January 22, 2010
Yesterday my son calls, full of news from his second semester, sophomore year. Every single class fits right, he says. He reports on the small details, the general themes, the meals squeezed in with friends. I learn, by virtue of him, about the strange fungus that fueled the odd behavior that led to the Salem Witch Trials. I get (secondhand) an insider's perspective on the business of TV. I hear about the high and low art of a recent film. He laughs through the retelling of some story that got told in class that is now his to share.
The world opens wide. It keeps on opening.
3 comments:
I know boys and young men who love their moms, but do they talk to them? Not so much. Maybe answer direct questions, but that's about it. Lucky you. Glad you're taking such pleasure in a gift I'm sure you've earned, too. Jeannine Atkins
What an exciting time for him. And, I love that he shares it with you. I hope for that in my future!!
I love when you write about your son. I feel the same when I talk with my mother, now that I'm moved out on my own. I love to chat with her and discuss all the small details of my day, and she listens, and this is the beautiful thing about mothers. please keep sharing! :)
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