A gift from my son…

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My son gave me the best surprise a few years ago. He came to me and said Mom, I’ve been writing a book. First I froze, then my heart pounded while I clapped my hands and did the happy dance. To say I was ecstatic would be an understatement.

Let’s go back a little further. As my son grew up I felt like I was losing connection with him. I couldn’t find any common interests as he reached his teenage years. He was turning into a gamer, and I’ll admit I was a tiny bit jealous of the time he spent hanging out with his dad, playing video games and having fun.

But now we had something in common. He was still in high school at the time, and because I was homeschooling him, I was able to direct more of his curriculum to writing, literature and creativity. We even took the One Year Adventure Novel class together…discussing our work, comparing notes and progress. It was my favorite year.

Now my son is in college studying game art and design. Gaming is still his first love, but he’s managed to combine it with writing. He has completed two manuscripts, and his goal is to turn one of them into a narrative video game.

I am a proud mama, and those years of uncertainty, fearing that my son and I were drifting apart have passed. I feel closer to him than ever now. We discuss books, share writing notes and story ideas — we have adult conversations about our shared passion. And I am oh-so relieved to see that a little of my own genetic coding has passed on to him.

Thanks for reading and feel free to hit the clap button a few times if you liked my little essay. If you’d like more information about the One Year Adventure Novel homeschool course, you can click here.