Keep encouraging your S to always keep the music and sound as part of his life...even us old farts can still do it...
So, after a weekend of busy-busy for me with sound gig for the game and coaches show, I pretty much let W be, supportive, but not answering emails right away and all, working on my own "stuff" (good things and also my issues). She has strep, so has been even less pleasant and more withdrawn, but whatever...supportive but not enmeshed was me pretty much.
So later last night I get a message on my phone from W (I was right down stairs in the house doing my own stuff). Text was "last one" and it also had a "naughty" pic attached...so, old T^2 would have texted back to this enigmatic phrase questions like, "What does this mean? Last one to me? or to OM(s)" or something very flattering/complimentary and so forth. OR, my old sarcastic side would have sniped back "uh, i think you sent this to the wrong person" or something like that. And I thought about doing either/both of those, but instead I did something unlike me, I just replied back with my own "naughty" pic, no questions or words. Not like old T^2 for sure!
She seemed pretty normal when she went to bed and this morning, I made sure to keep the hoping puppy dog look out of my demeanor (my, that is sooo much easier these days, barely have to remember to do it).
Further investigation shows that it came from her email address (my phone isn't very smart), not her phone, so whether I was the only recipient, or carbon copied or whatever, who knows. What it means? Who knows until she tells or shows me...
This was something different...
T^2
In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. - Albert Camus
Uncertainty is the very condition which impels people to unfold their powers.-Eric Fromm
