Good at Life?

Enchanted Rock December 2014

My 11-yo son said to me the other afternoon, “Why are you so good at life?”

I was like “What? What does that even mean?”

He was like “I don’t know. You’re just really good at life.”

I’m pretty sure I was making mac & cheese and talking about car repairs at the time.

Now, here I am at four in the morning, wrestling with anxiety and sleeplessness, thinking If only he knew…

Still, I’ll take it when I can.

Thanks, buddy old pal. You inspire me.

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