Woke with my son~ no not the baby, my 22 year old. He is headed out of town for a week or two And woke me up to say good-bye.

After he left I got to thinking, you know you always think, as a new parent, that once you get your baby to sleep through the night your days of sleepness nights will be over. Little do you know~ they have just begun...

I cannot begin to imagine the number of nights my Mom must have spent sleepless during the 41 years 5 months I had her.

I was a stong-willed, headstrong, reckless youth and as I got older I made a series of mistakes in judgement that caused my Mom untold grief.

You just do not realize, until you experience it yourself, how much a Mother really loves...

I wonder if it is the same for fathers? Somehow, I think it maybe a little the same, but at the same time, I think there is a difference too.

Now I am laying here, Allen woke up from my typing, so he is hving a middle of the night snack... I look down at him and wonder...

What will he be doing in 21 years that keeps his mother awake?