This morning when you left for school, you shut the door to your room. If you’ve done this before, I haven’t noticed. But in that instant while I stood in a darkened hallway, I was reminded of how quick this journey is going. Soon enough you’ll be hiding away in your room doing “guy things”. A reminder that at some point my little ‘open book’ who shares every detail of his day, will start holding some things close to his vest.
It felt cold in that hallway with your door closed. I felt uninvited.
It’s a reminder that I need to keep holding you close as you grow. I don’t want to see the gap widen in our relationship. I want an open door policy – both physically and metaphorically.