photo by Luann Hawker www.wholegrainphotography.net
I just spent about two hours with my eighteen year-old as we drove to the drivers license division of the DMV for him to get his learner's permit. That's right, learner's permit and he is eighteen. But he has always been non-aggressive, so a driver's license at 16 wasn't really in the cards for him.
As we drove we had the great occasion to visit about things that matter. He talked to me about his feelings about God, his character traits he is working on, and his reflections on his older brother who is in Africa right now. And in turn, I talked to him about college, marriage, the big picture. This kid kills me. He isn't perfect. He has some quirks that my husband and I try to help him with here and there, but who doesn't?
I tend to blog about this son a lot, maybe because his imminent departure weighs on me. But he is a gem. He wants to do what is right. He is like a magnifying glass on the small good parts of me and Geo.