I listened to old messages on my answering machine tonight. One message came from an old neighbor, whom I haven't spoken with for about 5yrs...he only lives 5minutes away. The message was actually for Jack, he wanted to talk to him about a writing project. My knees buckled and my chest sank, as I listened. I couldn't call him back. I ended up calling a good friend from the old hood, and she made the call for me. He was devasted and felt like a fool. No judgment on my part, I'm sure it will happen again.
Ben has been focused on ice skating as of late. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy our new passion just as much. Tonight, in bed, I told him baseball tryouts were coming up...and maybe we should focus on that. His receptiveness was about as chilly, as the arena we skate on. Baseball, Jack and Ben went hand in hand...they were a team...my Christopher Robin and Pooh.
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