Post Wilma

Well, the power is back on after Hurricane Wilma came through. I can't tell you what it was like because I slept through most of the storm.

I haven't mailed your package yet. I'm not good at mailing things. It's all ready to go and I just can't seem to get to the post office. The hurricane didn't help. But if you don't get a package from me by next Friday, call and ask me about it ok?

Your mom says you are testing her. It's a normal thing to do. You are exploring, trying to find your place in the world, trying to identify your role. Maybe I can help with that.

Be kind. Share. Smile. Hug.

You are handsome, talented, intelligent. You are here to have experiences, whether they are good or bad. You are no better and no worse than anyone else. You are free to choose anything you want to choose.

That's what I think anyway, talk to your mom about it. She is a the best person to share your feelings with I think.

Call me anytime.