Sing
"Can you sing to me?" I heard the words as I walked past the boys room, long after I had said goodnight. "Mom? Can you sing me a few songs?" I leaned my head in... certian I hadn't heard him, the eldest of them all, asking me what I think he was asking me. "I heard you singing to Norah. Can you sing to me? You never sing to me anymore." He's right. I haven't sung to him in months, possibly years. I sing all the time around the house! We are known to carry on full length conversations in song, all of us, all the time! But Norah and Gabe, and frequently the older girls, they are the ones I really sing to these days. I thought of a thousands reasons why I shouldn't sing to him tonight, and I almost said no. I almost told him he should be asleep and I'd sing another time. But he would know, and so would I, that another time would never come. And then I pictured me, assuming the answer is no but asking anyw