Collage..

• A few mins peace and daydreams were disturbed by the sound of the front door opening. To my surprise it was my nephew with a big smile on his face, walking tall as ever. “Hi I juat thought I’d come see you now while he’s out..” draps around the counter leans back and tells me about grauation pratice and how that went and his teachers.. the up coming collage and so much more. I don’t think we talked for that long in a year or two. The whole time listening to him I’m thinking how much his grown and how proud mom would be of him. He’s deffinitly got it together. The only request i made was that he keep in touch while at collage (when and if he can) and tell me all about his days there. Three hours away is gonna be a killer without a note every once in a while. I’m so proud of him.

Wish i had the youth and money to pack a bag and go with him.