Roots & Wings- Week 5

It’s been (about) 5 weeks; 840 hours; 50,400 minutes.

We have (about) 5 weeks; 840 hours; 50,400 minutes.

We are halfway there son.

This past week was the week I got to see your face for the first time since you left. Unobscured by the learning work you face each day, I got to look into your eyes as much as I wanted for as long as I wanted. I searched for a smile and found it in your thought of, "I knew my mom would be all over that family training." I could hear your voice saying, "Thanks for being here." And I could see the patient, steady transition of growth in your eyes telling me, "I'm ok, mom."

I needed silent moments that have followed your picture posting to just stare upon a boy transitioned to a man...a man that I am so proud of; a man that I admire for his resilience and perseverance; a man that is my son.

It’s been (about) 5 weeks; 840 hours; 50,400 minutes.

We have (about) 5 weeks; 840 hours; 50,400 minutes.

Fly high son. We are halfway there.