Somehow I turned around and my son has gone and grown up on me. 6 foot tall. Size 12 shoes. Teen angst. 13 years old.
He is passionate about his role in the army cadets and is heading off tonight to spend a weekend sleeping under a tarp in a paddock down near Canberra.
Nobody explains how short a childhood actually is. How soon a mother has to relinquish her child. I’m both excited and terrified about this age.