My son begins computer engineering in January after taking his time with his studies due to his battles with anxiety. He has markedly improved since his early teens and now I see before me a young man who is intelligent, thoughtful and kind. I learn from him at my age about the power of composure even as his insides sometimes threaten to detail him as mine once did.

He sometimes watches political videos and asks me about my stance on issues as he embraces social justice in a way that makes me feel proud. He would also never judge anyone based on anything other than what constitutes their personhood with their outside packaging being simply an inconsequential reality.
I wrote here recently that we don't possess our children but borrow them for a time. Their unique identities challenge us as we struggle to help them develop the navigational skills so we can set them free.


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