Power of Words

Words have power. More power than we think, sometimes. There are times when something we've said, quickly and without thought, have hurt someone. A hurt that remains long after the words have been forgotten.

The upside is that there are words that can heal. Words that make you glow with warmth and happiness. And again, sometimes they are things that some one has said without planning, or forethought. Something that just slips out, or something that doesn't seem to them terribly profound.

I had some of the latter this week. From my babies! First, I overhear The Boy on his phone (no, not purposely, I was cooking he was talking), talking to someone who wanted him to do something with him. And this is what I overheard "umm....not really. I want to hang out with mom tonight. But I can ask, if you want to come with us. She wouldnt' mind". How lucky am I? 18 years old and he WANTS to hang out with me? We went to a movie, Despicable Me. Go see it if you have a chance, we quite liked it.

The Girl is far away, working in BC. I haven't seen her since June 25th! That is a very long time. We talk on the phone, of course, and text but it isn't the same. She called me at work this morning. She was sick through the night. She said she didn't care that she was almost 16, she felt awful and wanted to hear my voice. Because when you're sick you just want your mom, no matter how old you are. Curse my inability to beam myself there for a few hours!

I am ok with them growing up and growing away. I am, however, extrememly grateful that we can still be close to each other. I'm a very lucky mom. Time to call my dad.