The many times that his friends were at the house, my wife and I were happy to evacuate the living room and give them their space. We often commented on how energetic and happy this group can party. Loud laughter, dancing, snacks, and unjudgemental friendship. Did I mention, no alchohol or drugs. We've learned a lot over the years watching this group interact with one another. He kicked my ass in a chess match last night, I'm not used to that. My competitive side was hurting but my pride was elated that my baby out-bested me. The next day, mom prepared one of our favorite meals, chicken, mashed potatoes, and broccoli, so that softened the blow. He's leaving tomorrow, back north, and we will miss him.
We have many relationships in our lives but none compare to the love for our children. We've watched their every step, we've cured their pain and confusion, and our love for them has given us the strength and the creativity to make their journey as obvious and transparent as we are capable. We love you Perry.