Friday morning I went into Ben's room to say goodbye before I headed to work. He was still sleeping and wasn't in the mood to talk. I rubbed his back and told him good luck for his football game, knowing that I wouldn't see him until after the game or the team meal, close to maybe midnight. TECH won and it was an exciting game to watch after it quit raining.
The leaves were falling from the sky when Nolan came over to talk to me after the game. It was a wonderful feeling that he found me and I didn't have to find him. We talked for a couple of minutes before he chatted with the coaches and Bob Hanks as he walked off the field for the bus. I didn't get to talk to Ben on the field, he came to wake me up later that night after the team meal. I don't remember what we talked about, but I do remember telling both the boys that I loved them and that we're proud of them. Each conversation was brief, but I will take what I can get in their busy lives.
I wish I had more time with them; more often.
18 years ago I was with them all by myself, just the 3 of us, alone for hours at a time.
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