Mother nature had us all fooled at the beginning of the week with temperatures soaring into the double digits.  Well, we are back into the single digits...more "seasonal" as they say.

With the coming of spring and the academic year winding down for the college and university folks, my mind (and "coincidently", my wife's also) wanders to the though of our son.  Again, like all parents, we wondered how is he doing.  Is he still in school?  If so, it is coming on to the hump time...finals and all;  a period of high stress for all, professors and students alike.  We both hope he is doing well, but if not...what does it matter?  He can always repeat a course or two...no different than a lot of students present, and those before him who have since then graduated and gone on with their lives.

Funny, she mentioned she have had problems sleeping for the past two weeks, with her mind wandering to thoughts of our son, and with frequent dreams of him as well.  A psychic once said that dreams of individuals, especially when they are close together, are not coincidences.  I jokingly stated that it was because our son is probably going through a bad spot, and the mother/son bond kicks in making her aware of his distress.  Of course, this makes it even more distressing for her, as we have no way of know how he is doing. 

Just on the half chance, he may run across this blog, I would like to remind him he can always come home.  No matter what he may think of us, we love him dearly and have always wanted him to have a decent life.  We just want him "home", not necessarily come home physically (that would be nice), but to re-connect with us.  Hey, an email once a month letting us know he is alive a well would be all that's needed. 

Thinking of you son...........
Love,
Mom and Dad

Yesterday was such a gorgeous day!  Not much you could ask for, sunny, with temperature of -4oC, rising to 2 degrees.  My wife had an errand to perform in Mississauga which was quickly dispatched.  On a whim, we decided to run up through Mississauga Road to Belfountain and the Forks of the Credit River.  It was a good ride as we use to take Alex (our son) for rides through there when he was a little tike.  We stopped at the Apple Factory at Mississauga Rd/Bovaird Drive, as we done in the pass.  My wife mentioned how, in the early years we always made sure Alex got a treat, a pastry or pie, even when we were low on cash.  Of course we ended up buying six delicious  sausage rolls which we devoured in the parking lot - no taking home.  After polishing of the sausage rolls, we proceeded to Belfountain.  Again, memories....happy memories of happier times when we brought Alex here.  sometimes we stopped and pickup up an ice cream for him.  It's real funny, I remembered we always spoke of making sure Alex had memories of happy times as he grew up, something my wife didn't really have of her childhood.
Yeah, we miss our son big time....and will always hope he calls one day, just to let us know he's okay and is happy.  As all parents, we want him back.