... read the txt.
The txt alert woke me up; it was 1:30am and my eyes had trouble focusing on the startlingly bright display on my iPhone.
I love u.
It's not often I get a message like that from a teenager. Actually that's the first time, and it was indeed a great thrill. After all the joy and pain we've been through, that message meant more to me than anything I could have received from anyone about anything.
Three simple words, which are often the hardest to say.
What else could my reply have been other than...
...I love u too Ben.
He is after all my son.