Sunday, April 29, 2012

Proud


Every now and then my son says something, or in this case, writes something that makes me so very proud of him.
He wrote this for a school assignment:
“This has been a very eventful summer for me. I will be telling you about three stages of my summer, but first let me tell you a little about myself. I am a fifteen old recovering drug addict trying to get his life back on track. I currently have three hundred eight days of sobriety and that number is only going to get longer.  In order to do that I have to change some parts of my life, one of which is my performance in school and this is my start. Learning that was the first part of my summer.
               The second part was finally finding out what I wanted to do as a career. I found out that it was photography. I loved art, but I wasn’t any good at it. So I was pretty happy when I found out that photography was art. That was the second part of my summer.
               The third was when I finally decided I wanted to do something with my life and I was willing to do anything for it. Then I started a legal business, designed a logo, a name, and, a Facebook page. There is nothing I would rather have done this summer.”
Reading this made me feel pretty confident about his future and how the school year could go.  He seemed to be positive about his life at that point.   

I wanted to frame it and hang it in his room so that he would have a reminder of how he felt at the beginning of the school year.

I was pretty sure he was going to need it.

Me, too.