I Need a Tyler Fix

• I had a hard time deciding what to blog about today.
  
  After my yoga class I was all over the map - I could have mused about everything - from
  meditation to my desire to climb Mount Kilimanjaro.
  
  Then I watched the Republican debate and was no longer feeling Zen. So I decided to count to ten before getting into a political rant.
  
  Instead, I’d like to share with you a few of the things I miss about my son – who is living in far away Thailand and teaching English in a Buddhist Monastery.

• He’s my movie buddy. Since he’s been gone I rarely go to the cinema.


• His sense of humour. He’s one of the funniest people I know.


• His goofy little dances.


• The great service I get in restaurants. Dine with a handsome young man and you’ll understand what I’m talking about.


• His interesting view of the world – idealistic yet pragmatic.


• Those big shoes that he leaves by the front door.


• His ‘posse’.


• Playing board games with him and his ‘posse’.


• The way he would put you in a stronghold, and challenge you to break free – this used to drive me crazy but now I miss it.


• The way his hair sticks up all over in the morning – something I refer to as “Rooster Head”.


• His obsession with Mexican food – no one gets more excited by guacamole.


• I miss everything about my little boy.