I have nothing to report. I'm good. I'm home alone which is a preview for when S goes to university in a year I suppose and I'm okay. I'm happy that S is enjoying his time with his dad in the states. I'm happy that even though he was born while we were just high school sweethearts everything is okay. I even genuinely like S's step mum. So everything is good. I felt so happy and so at peace that I can be that way. I remember being so protective and controlling and to detach and give S the gift of non controlling mum is a very very good feeling!
