amazing when it happens

Quite out of the blue it finally happens.

All week I have been contemplating when where and how.

I don’t want to ruin Alexander’s spring break, but I do want to have that talk about his future.  Graduation is a little over a year away. 

I employ the talents of my two nephews whom he loves and respects.  They are having lunch with Alexander tomorrow.  He’ll maybe listen to them; he doesn’t listen to me.  I’m his mother and too much of an adult.

But today, quite by accident, we find ourselves in that talk.  Alexander gets testy and I start to walk away.  He then calms down and shocks me with the words, “No, stay.  I really want to talk to you.”

I stay and we talk.  Probably for an hour.  And remarkably, he listens. 

I reward us with a 5,000-calorie dinner (it feels at least that) at one of our favorite neighborhood places — Burger Bistro. 

I’ll know better in a year if our talk helped.  Alexander’s immediate actions suggest it did.  But in this case, time will be the better indicator of success.