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My son and my absorption

This morning like any morning while driving to work, I spent the time trying to pry daily life information out of my 7 year old and eldest son. My son is a very quiet and reserved boy, not like his father (ahemmm).  He likes to spend 3 hrs a day reading maps and Google earth.  He researches San Francisco about 1 hr per day, because he plans to move there.  He has already chosen his house in SF and neighborhood for his wife and family.  my son is also a violin player, piano player, and soccer player.  Well anyhow… in the car today he began telling me about his most wonderful day yesterday, but he quickly became quiet and closed his eyes and began shaking his head.  I tried to talk to him but he refused to respond.  He stopped talking the entire way to school, until the point were I was frustrated and flustered.  He left the car with sadness in his face and ran into school.  I sat at work and I could not shake the feeling of seeing his sad face.  I could not let that go, and drove all the way from work to his school for his lunch and surprised him in his cafeteria.  I had him introduce me to his friends and had fun conversation about Lego’s we could build.  After the lunch was done, he looked at me and hugged me. Additionally, he told me that he was so happy that I came.  He told me that he had arrived in his classroom in the morning with tears in his eyes, but now leaving lunch he was now very happy to have me there.  I sometimes get so selfish and lost in my own problems, that I do not realize that my problems are irrelevant in a world where my son’s feelings are concerned.
(This post is from 2010)

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  1. Awesome post! Not having kids, I don't know about this, but I don't think you should neglect your own problems either. There's always a middle ground.... Helping others, especially your kids, help you in finding a solution to where you are truly having problems in your own life.

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