Yesterday Matt and I had to go into Toronto on an errand. We stopped for lunch along the way. It was just the two of us and we had a great time together. We talked. Alot. It's been a long time since we've talked like that ... about deep personal things.
We talked about Nonverbal Learning Disorder and how he feels it affects him.
We talked about his tough years - grade seven and eight (and some of the high school times.)
He talked about the times he regrets.
He talked about what he would change if he could go back in time.
We talked about what he where he wants to go from here.
He talked with great insight - it surprised me.
It took me back in time when he was 4, 5, and 6 years old. When I would tuck him into bed at night we would talk and talk and talk. I miss those days.