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January 30, 2014
As I watch him climb the stairs, facing ahead into his life, I am aware that it is he moving forward and up those stairs and not I. I find it interesting that I begin thinking about my own life and where I am going only to wind up talking to my son about his life. I realize that pushing him up the stairs is not a satisfactory solution to my own situation and that it is possible that I too might have to go back to school in some sense and that I have my own risks to face.