I laid low today. Very low. I just hung around the house by myself and rested. But I was admittedly a little lonely.
I asked each of them to tell us about their respective experiences at school, and they did. Isaac went first and took a while; he's always been one to ramble a bit, but we always appreciate the details he includes. Brady followed with his patented quick rundown of his activities. And then they were off to bed.
And in the quiet that re-settled around me following their departure, I had what felt like a profound thought that isn't really profound at all: I'm grateful that they share their lives with us, since I know the communication lines with teenagers are often intermittently open at best. Hearing their thoughts and ideas is a blessing.
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