…you are really sick, nausea, headache, chills…..and you get this text from your fourteen year old:
…and from this goes on to a half hour of random picture texts and goofy replies. Common sense says to just tell him that I’m sick tonight, that I love him but I can’t text because the room is spinning and I feel like I’m going to hurl.
But my heart says to keep the conversation going, and send a few pictures back myself.
Because he’s fourteen, and I don’t want to lose this conversation. I don’t know how many more I’ll have like this. Once the busyness of teenager-hood, afterschool jobs, girls….will he still send his mom random texts?
I hope so.
But if not, I’ll savor everyone I get, spinny head or not.