When did I become no longer the best? I discovered some 'old' keepsakes today. An odd assortment of cards from my younger son, his wife, their first little boy. A printout of the sonogram picture of Eric (Rick's oldest). And, a Mother's Day card from Rick (no date, but it must have been 1997 since he got married in 1998). A beautiful card, signed "You're the best. I love you, Rick."
He turns 40 in 3 days. I haven't spoken to him (or more accurately, he hasn't spoken to me) in about 2 years. I send birthday cards every year. I send birthday cards and gift cards for birthdays and Christmas to 2 'unknown' grandchildren ... so, when did I become no longer 'the best?'
The relationship is obviously complicated. It's been complicated since 1998, but it's gotten progressively worse since his dad and I divorced 8 years ago.
Still, whenever I read a card or note from him that I've saved. I remember the little boy, the teenager, the young adult, my oldest son. Who was my best friend. Who thought I was the best.
He turns 40 in 3 days. I haven't spoken to him (or more accurately, he hasn't spoken to me) in about 2 years. I send birthday cards every year. I send birthday cards and gift cards for birthdays and Christmas to 2 'unknown' grandchildren ... so, when did I become no longer 'the best?'
The relationship is obviously complicated. It's been complicated since 1998, but it's gotten progressively worse since his dad and I divorced 8 years ago.
Still, whenever I read a card or note from him that I've saved. I remember the little boy, the teenager, the young adult, my oldest son. Who was my best friend. Who thought I was the best.
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