The Waiting

Don’t remember a time when my mother did not wait up for me to get home. Didn’t matter what age. Became an opportunity to talk about the evening and matters generally. Learned a lot, plus received an opportunity for a moral compass of sorts, which was not always used.

Issue is still current, though seems to be referenced to teenage years only. Lots of missed opportunities if the waiting ends.

I wait up, for anyone supposed to be coming back.

Advertisements

About brucelarochelle

http://www.lmslawyers.com/bruce-la-rochelle
This entry was posted in Family. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s