I didn’t write my blog on Sunday, like I usually do. Why? I rented the movie Jack the Giant Slayer and watched it with Tyler and Nathan. A fun movie, but a great evening. I didn’t dust the house or weed my flower beds on Saturday. I spent the afternoon watching repeats of the TV show Psych with Tyler–one of his favorites. He intends to watch every segment before he goes back to IU this Fall–a worthy challenge:) And I’ll watch quite a few of them, right along with him.
I take my writing goals seriously and make deadlines for myself that I intend to meet…and usually do. But my grandsons are staying with us this summer, and this will be the last summer that Tyler means to come home. He’s moving into an apartment in Bloomington before college starts and plans to live there year-round. Nate will be a senior in high school this year and after he graduates, he’s itching to move away, too. I have to enjoy them while I can. Even now, while they zoom in and out of the house, they’re usually too “busy” for me. That’s the way of kids. They have jobs, friends, and plenty of things to do. So when they finally want to spend time with me, I make time.
I learned a long time ago that kids talk to you when the moment strikes, not before and not after. When I ask, “How was your day?”–I usually get “Okay” or a few mumbled words for an answer. Over supper, we might get a few more sentences about this or that, but a kid only really talks to you when he’s in the mood. And if you’re too busy to listen? The moment passes.
So, for this summer, I write while the boys are out and about, and when a boy wants to “hang with me,” I save whatever I’m working on, put my writing aside, and make myself available.