The Way Station

My boys came and went this weekend and I barely even saw them. I didn't make any plans thinking I might be asked to take them shopping for new socks or tennis shoes or sundries, but apparently I'm not even needed for that anymore. I asked Chrish to find a ride home. He did, but not a ride back so he's leaving on the Greyhound today. I barely exchanged more than a few sentences with him. Ben came home and they left to go to a movie together and got back late Friday night. I fixed them breakfast Saturday morning, and then Ben left to go back to school. Chrish took off to visit friends and then spend the rest of the weekend at my sister's house.

I wanted them to make their own lives, but they're doing it so successfully I feel spurned.

sigh...