Sunday, April 19, 2009

His Choice

I lie in bed in the dark turning from one side to another, flipping the blanket off and pulling it back on.

It seems an eternity that we've been working on this, forever since he wrote down that first list of colleges. And here I am sleepless while he is somewhere in Florida playing his trombone or riding some gravity defying ride with all the other kids in the band.

And I wonder if he's lying in bed at the end of the day tossing and turning and thinking about his choice. Somehow I think not. He's got more sense than that.


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