A work in progress

Greetings y'all ,

Let me begin by saying Happy Labor to everyone. I am grateful for a good job and a wonderful son so I can enjoy this holiday. For y'all outside the USofA. Labor Day is a day to celebrate the workers. Conditions were once horrendous , we may be headed that way again, but the unions allowed for better wages and work conditions . 

Now back to our regularly scheduled journal. As you may recall I forced my progeny to work hard on Saturday so we may could enjoy the next two days. Guess what ? Yesterday was awesome ! Oh yes my wee bonnie lad had his share of fits and starts but I discovered something truly humbling and amazing. I have a support system  

That may seem minor but for a man who's been this doing this solo for so long it was humbling. I had not one but two people who see the light and promise in my child and embrace him when he acts out, when he's accustomed to being shunned. It's truly been years since we had anyone who would accept us, yesterday we found two. Some of the best advice I received was " he's a work in progress" .

We swam and played for seven hours yesterday then the kids played until it was just too dark. The boys decided to play board games for hours after that . More importantly it was with out incident. One of the other young lads is an incredibly respectful and patient older young man willing to gently redirect my competitive progeny  The adults commiserated while the children played. Norman Rockwell eat your heart out . 

I'm not sure I deserve this much support,love, understanding and help but I refuse to sabotage it. Yes junior mint and I are ridiculously good at self sabotaging. Everyone deserves  happiness and peace , and I finally believe I do too. It takes a village to raise a child. I finally found folks I can trust . Could this mean I'm expanding my tribe on a social and personal level.  I just need to be careful when the Introvert in me starts coming out . 

Time for more coffee and mediation . Thanks for reading again today folks.