Friday, March 6, 2015


I'm participating in the Slice of Life at Two Writing Teachers this month. 
I'm on a borrowed PC computer while my Apple is in the shop. 
I can't figure out how to download the SLICE graphic on this computer.

So we've had a rocky, rocky year.
Three colleges. 
Traffic tickets. 
Issue after issue after issue.
And now he's home.
Has been home for three months.
Still doesn't have a job. 
Doesn't have any idea of what he might want to do. 
Doesn't always do his own dishes.
Drives me crazy on a pretty regular basis. 

Still,  every once in a while,
 I see a glimpse of the man K might become. 
I saw that man last night. 
Son #1 was giving me a hard time.
A really hard time.
And I had had a long day.
And I was really tired.
And I went down the basement. 
And burst into tears.

K followed me down the stairs.
"I'm sorry, Ms. W.
I'm sorry he's acting like that.
You don't deserve to be treated like this.
And then he sat down.
Just sat there for about twenty minutes.
Not saying anything.
Just sitting there 
keeping me company. 

That's new for him.
I like it. 
It's really nice
after years and years 
of narcissism. 

I really like this man
my son 
might become. 


Ramona said...

Oh, Carol, this slice makes me want to cry. I love this glimpse into the man K might become. I love that he sat with you for twenty minutes! I know where he learned this compassion.

Molly Hogan said...

Carol, this is lovely. I have such an image of you and K sitting together--silent but connected. I agree with Ramona, that I can see where he has learned this compassion. Thanks for sharing!

Michelle said...

You see those glimpses but know for sure that is a part of him. It's part of both your boys, but they are in a tough spot, trying out life while being at home now. Lots of changes. Keep your patience. Keep loving them. Keep praying for them. You were the one that shared with me (and the rest of the world) that there is no parenting manual - so we figure it out as we go. Hang in there. Hugs from me to you!

elsie said...

Carol, your heart sees the future. Slowly they change from the self absorbed to seeing what a good life they really do have. You have given them that life. Bless you and I pray for you and your boys too.