Lunch Date

I have a lunch date tomorrow. It’s Thanksgiving luncheon at my son’s school and he asked if I would come with him. A lot of the other parents are coming too. It’s kind of a bittersweet occasion, though. On one hand, I’m happy that he wanted me to come with him, but on the other, he’s getting older and more independent. I’m glad that he is growing and learning, but I know that in a few years he won’t want me to hold his hand or give him a hug in public. Then there are the teenage years and raging hormones… I’ll enjoy this while I can.