Back a couple or a few weeks ago, when the autumn foliage was peaking, I was driving at dusk, and the trees seemed to glow in the twilight, like neon. I had never noticed it in quite that way before, and it made me glad to be alive.
My son has not had the greatest year. He and I are very close, but I become frustrated with him at times, and start to wonder what ever became of my happy,serene, highly motivated little boy. I have probably shed more angry or frustrated tears over him in the past six months than I have all his life. But then, last month, I was at my cousin's house when I received an unsolicited text from him which read, "I love you, Mom." And, just yesterday he told me he appreciates all I do for him,and that I put him first and make sure he has what he needs. (I always thought that was just what a mother *does*, but it was still nice to hear!) We have also shared some belly laughs lately, which have become more rare as he gets through these teen years. This has all led me to believe that just maybe, the tide is turning and that it's possible the very worst of the angst is over. Nothing in this world could make me happier.