Bitter sweet
I am grateful that my wife has allowed me to see her son, M, for a couple of hours, the past couple of Mondays. A couple of weeks ago we sat and played legos and chatted about all sorts of different things. Last week I helped him hang up some of his posters and he showed me some of his latest creations on Minecraft. M is 14 years old. A little awkward, but most kids are at his age. In the past year and a half, he has grown as tall as I am, his voice has dropped and I had to teach him how to shave. HAHAHA A long way from the cherub faced kid who moved in with us many years ago.
M is amazing to me. He is highly adept in science and math. His ability to look at something and discover a thousand different uses, that it was never intended for, has made my jaw drop on more than one occasion. He is tremendously creative!! On Minecraft, he will create architectural structures with such amazing details. He has created a light house, airport, whole towns, shipping fleet, luminated disco floor with lights that move to music. Really impressive stuff!! It's one of the ways I think he best knows how to express himself.
He is not a kid driven by emotion and I've always enjoyed the frankness of his rational and logical thoughts. We have shared hours of discussion on why people react in certain and different ways to things, and these conversations have been as equally enlightening as they have been opportunities to teach. He has difficulty slowing down his train of thought at times and will often ask, "Do you know what I mean?" And won't give you a clue on what he is thinking. HAHAHA I enjoy those moments because it usually means he is thinking up something grand.
M doesn't talk on the phone much. Mostly yes and no answers, regardless how clever you try to phrase it. HAHAHA He isn't too keen about email either. He is very much a right here, right now, kind of person. I was really worried that I would loose contact with out being able to see him face to face. That would have been really difficult. I do feel M is a son to me. I'm lucky that even though things didn't work out like we thought, I get to still interact with him.
He was sick today with a cold, so we rescheduled for Wednesday. I am taking him out Christmas shopping for his Mom, and Grangran. He doesn't have any money so in private I do this begrudgingly. But I think it is more important that someone continues to teach him about giving back and taking care of the women in his life.
I find myself grateful for other things as well this holiday season:
I am grateful that my wife's accumulation of belongs no longer compromises the square footage of my house.
I am grateful that my auto insurance has dropped significantly now that she has gotten her own policy. Next month she will be switched off my phone policy. More money saved!!
I am grateful that there is half as many animals in my house as there was two months ago.
I am grateful that I haven't allowed myself to be baited into an argument with anyone EXCEPT myself, and that's cool because I always win!
I am grateful that my wife chose to leave. For the number of hate letters written on my behalf, that I have found neatly tucked in books and binders since she left, is impressive to say the least. I wish I had actually saved them all. Sadly, they are all based on just a couple issues.
I am grateful that I never feel, I don't have enough of the blankets, any more.
I am grateful that she and I have been able to conduct ourselves like adults and haven't quibbled over a bunch of BS since she has left.
Ahhhh!, Bitter sweet!! Baby!, Bitter sweet!!
M is amazing to me. He is highly adept in science and math. His ability to look at something and discover a thousand different uses, that it was never intended for, has made my jaw drop on more than one occasion. He is tremendously creative!! On Minecraft, he will create architectural structures with such amazing details. He has created a light house, airport, whole towns, shipping fleet, luminated disco floor with lights that move to music. Really impressive stuff!! It's one of the ways I think he best knows how to express himself.
He is not a kid driven by emotion and I've always enjoyed the frankness of his rational and logical thoughts. We have shared hours of discussion on why people react in certain and different ways to things, and these conversations have been as equally enlightening as they have been opportunities to teach. He has difficulty slowing down his train of thought at times and will often ask, "Do you know what I mean?" And won't give you a clue on what he is thinking. HAHAHA I enjoy those moments because it usually means he is thinking up something grand.
M doesn't talk on the phone much. Mostly yes and no answers, regardless how clever you try to phrase it. HAHAHA He isn't too keen about email either. He is very much a right here, right now, kind of person. I was really worried that I would loose contact with out being able to see him face to face. That would have been really difficult. I do feel M is a son to me. I'm lucky that even though things didn't work out like we thought, I get to still interact with him.
He was sick today with a cold, so we rescheduled for Wednesday. I am taking him out Christmas shopping for his Mom, and Grangran. He doesn't have any money so in private I do this begrudgingly. But I think it is more important that someone continues to teach him about giving back and taking care of the women in his life.
I find myself grateful for other things as well this holiday season:
I am grateful that my wife's accumulation of belongs no longer compromises the square footage of my house.
I am grateful that my auto insurance has dropped significantly now that she has gotten her own policy. Next month she will be switched off my phone policy. More money saved!!
I am grateful that there is half as many animals in my house as there was two months ago.
I am grateful that I haven't allowed myself to be baited into an argument with anyone EXCEPT myself, and that's cool because I always win!
I am grateful that my wife chose to leave. For the number of hate letters written on my behalf, that I have found neatly tucked in books and binders since she left, is impressive to say the least. I wish I had actually saved them all. Sadly, they are all based on just a couple issues.
I am grateful that I never feel, I don't have enough of the blankets, any more.
I am grateful that she and I have been able to conduct ourselves like adults and haven't quibbled over a bunch of BS since she has left.
Ahhhh!, Bitter sweet!! Baby!, Bitter sweet!!
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