Tonight, the 12-year-olds Embodied Something Greater
This is a post-script to my post about our son's 12th birthday. I'm writing this upstairs in our bedroom. Downstairs are five 12-year-old boys, watching "Dawn of the Dead" and eating an inordinate amount of candy they bought at the local convenience store and at the Rite Aid downtown.
What just happened moves me deeply. One of their friends, who has been my son's friend since preschool, just left. C. became deeply troubled by the movie. He called his parents on his cell and told them he wanted to go home. They were on a date and told him they would come home soon. Then C. headed up the stairs and knocked on my bedroom door. "There is no way I can sleep here tonight," he told me. "I am terrified." His parents said to head home and they would be back in a few minutes.
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Thanks Allison..I have a 12 year old boy too!
ReplyDeleteAren't they wonderful? Blessings to you, Jackie.
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