He hugged me good-bye ...
(A one-sentence journal entry, but a paragraph to explain it.) Matthew has a field trip today to see UCLA and Oregon State play football. It's extremely rare for us all to have breakfast together, but this morning we did before time for him to leave. As he put his dishes in the sink, he turned and said, "nice talking to you at breakfast." ... "Yes, it was. We don't get to do that much." Then as he headed out the door, he said good-bye, then came back and gave me a hug. A big moment from my 13-year-old stepson.
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