yesterday we walked along the beach toward the atv rental. rebel flags on cars, on trucks, on t-shirts...rebel flags.
i watched freddie watch the world. no response. a shrug. what's he thinking? he is thinking. he comments, "i need a flag." we smiled. "one with a fist," i said. more laughter.
only the laughter...is the kind that conveys, here's my reaction to a f-cked up world and if you're wondering if i'll be the last one standing--try me. that's our kid. really...the one to bore you to tears with reason (of the 16 yr old kind), the last to physically strike back (bcause he is that strong), the one who will be left standing intellectually, physically...and hopefully emotionally.