lessons the boys taught me

first i learned about pain and loss and how to keep my head afloat. i realized how strong i was.

then i learned reason, that sometimes you need to allow others to suffer and grow. i realized my worth and the power of my will.

after that i learned to dream, to ask for the things that i want, to never settle for less. i realized what i truly wanted and that i am ready to grow up into it.

today, the lesson is patience and faith. i realized that i am ready, but that i must wait and that i must trust that all will be well because i am found.

This Bus Ride

Alone among strangers, you and I

In the dark of a little past midnight

On a bus ride to dawn

Alone with the wind cold on our faces
The traces of fear sleep gently erases

On a bus ride heading home

Dreaming together, waiting for morn

In the silence of slumber, a warmth is born

On a bus ride to dawn

My head on your shoulder, your fingers through mine

On this bus ride to dawn,

On this bus ride heading home

growing up

he's hurting. but he's growing up...

i have to let him have this.