I am just a Mom, trying hard to raise a teenage boy. A willful, opinionated, bright, empathetic, wonderful Man-Child, whom I love with every ounce of my being. Sometimes I get it wrong. Probably I get it wrong more often than I get it right. It is my hope that someday he will come back, read this, and realize just how much I love him and how much I have hated screwing up.