Coffee with Mark @ Starbucks, Jen joining post-hike. A productive visit to downtown Palo Alto included time retracing historical steps from 1990 until today. Back home saw wall prep for repainting the front room.
Insights: I am finding it valuable to be alone with my thoughts. The assumption that he is unable to sit comfortably within his own thoughts sans distractions brings up a hand full of memories shedding new light on old experiences. It's akin to rewatching a movie and catching aspects of the characters and storyline you failed to recognize the first viewing. He and I are cut of the same cloth, woven through two decades with their mom and later, Jennifer. What a dramatic shift in material the last five years has been. I remain influenced by the habitual deference of my own needs for theirs, making the reaching of this recent turning point all the more dramatic. Its brought about my ongoing pulling on these threads in an effort to unravel the fabric I so unwittingly adorned.