mo: HEY...you okay?
me: just got better :)
mo: :) whattssup?
me: Really glad to touch base with you...I was feeling down yesterday.
mo: Why were you down?
me: Reality of kids leaving home. Job stress...feeling overwhelmed.
Oh, and then there's this other matter. I missed you.
mo: Is missing me a bad thing?
me: of course not, all of these things are good, if put in perspective, kids growing up, better job, friendship :)
mo: I spent most of Thurs with my son. It's here. It's a reality that he's leaving. I feel some of what you are feeling. It's part of life. They grow up. But we don't.
me: So I wonder about today? With this rain we can't do yard work. So how about a hike in the mud?
mo: You would do that?
me: I'll put my boots on right now if you like.
mo: ummmm...I need to make a phone call. Can you wait a moment?
me: no prob
mo: We can go anytime.
me: Great! I can leave in about five minutes.
Have you had breakfast or lunch? I haven't. We could pick up some powerbars and drinks. Or I can just eat some cereal on the way. Do you have any thoughts on that?
mo: I'll throw something together. Just come.
me: See you in a few.
So we hiked and talked, and it was only muddy in a few places. When we reached a sunny rock with a view we stopped to eat apples and power bars, to drink water and breathe in the mountain air made even sweeter by the morning rain.
We talked about our families, work and what life was like when we were 15-year-old kids trying to deal with feeling so different. We talked about people who helped us out along the way. The sunshine dried our wet clothes. We shared some hugs and shoulder rubs and headed back down the mountainside. Mo told me that in Europe two male friends--straight or gay--could hug and show affection and no one would think twice about it. So after all this I didn't attend the kiss-in on Saturday, but I'm OK with my decision.