And the boy, who is gaining on me in height with each passing day, actually waved to me from karate class.
I want to remember it, this moment. So I capture it here.
I wish I could run up to him with mobile lens at the ready like I used to when he was a toddler or little boy. Back when nothing I did embarrassed him.
So I settle for a snap of Respect and Responsibility high on the wall. And write it down.
He’s 12 years old. This boy-almost-teen.
I’m glad he’s still little boy enough to wave hi with a grin to his mom watching on the sidelines.