Tales of the Prince

So while my son is visiting I have been taking him to work with me for a couple of hours. He gets to work on his journal, work on his activity book and towards the end help me out before I bring him back to the rest and I come back and finish out the night.

He got sick the last few days (ya know he would get sick while he visits me)with his ear infections that has been a problem ever since he was a toddler. Anyway he got real sick, stomach, fever, etc. Yet don't sleep. I have long made sure that I have a good grounding in wholistic health from my own family (home remedies) and my own study. So I settled the stomach with ginger. I soothed the ear with warm olive oil. I brought back up his energy with coconut water. He was better the next day yet not at 100% and anyone who knows the science realizes that as the sun dips in the sky the symptoms get stronger again.

Anyway he traveled wanted to come to work with me today and when he got there he was just too sick to stay. I brought him home. Once I had him settled I was about to go back and that boy started to distill. I mean he REALLY distilled. I was worried that he was in extreme pain. Then he spoke. You know what this boy was crying about? He was upset that he couldn't stay at work with me and help me out. He was worried that I was disappointed in him. Of course I reassured him that I couldn't be. That I was always proud of my son who give it his all.

I realized though it is the same particle that I deal with at times. Due to the circumstances between his mother and I. I deal with the weight of thinking that i have disappointed him yet he constantly reminds me how grateful he is to have me in his life. Damn. Like father like son. Remember. They learn first from you.