My high school Junior & I have a standing Sunday afternoon date to work on his AP English homework together.
I love the selections his teacher assigns.
I’ve learned many things about myself, discovered talented contemporary writers, and observed sweet aspects of my relationship with my son during these special times together.
First, reading aloud harkens him back to when I used to read to him at bedtime. No matter how animated my voice is when I read aloud, he associates it with sleep. Hence, unless we want to make it nap time, best for me not to read the selections aloud. 
Next, I noticed a conflict within myself. My inner perfectionist came up feeling annoyed because she wanted to “get a good grade,” while my heart yearned to argue with the misguided values of emphasizing rhetorical device & terms over emotional impact of these often very moving texts.
Most of all, I appreciate that my son is enjoying English and reached out to suggest we connect over it because he knows I’m an avid reader and writer.
Feeling BIG GRATITUDE for this and so much good in my life in this here now moment on Sunday afternoon November 8, 2020.
What is your here now moment like friends? What are you feeling, noticing, wanting witness around?
