Friday, May 12, 2006
What is real and what is confused?
While we were gone to pick up the pj's, one of the Band Directors stopped by to see Wil. Wil recognized him from a visit at the high school years earlier. There were many other visitors in and out, usually when I was out of the room. So I became a little patronizing as he told me some of the things they would promise. On Friday, he told me the Band Directors came back and promised to send a police car to get him and bring him to the Homecoming game and let him set with the band. I had one of the bk's double check to make sure they were serious. They were. More on that later. To me, Wil was very insecure, anxious, and he reminded me of when he was about thirteen (the way he talked and acted). I was also concerned that he had went back to a time when we weren't getting along well at all.
When he had arrived home from graduation, he had informed me he was moving to East Tennessee with a friend rather than go to college. I was livid over the news then. He did not remember that we had gotten past that. He was able to tell me conversations that we had then, which was like yesterday to him. Over the next month, I became amazed at what the mind records- details of places, people and conversations. Things I had long since forgotten about, was his reality. More on that later too.
When he had arrived home from graduation, he had informed me he was moving to East Tennessee with a friend rather than go to college. I was livid over the news then. He did not remember that we had gotten past that. He was able to tell me conversations that we had then, which was like yesterday to him. Over the next month, I became amazed at what the mind records- details of places, people and conversations. Things I had long since forgotten about, was his reality. More on that later too.