Sunday, April 10, 2016

His face looks fuller

Had lunch with my nephew on Saturday. We did not talk about how poorly he's doing in school,* or that he's been feeling suicidal, or he is seeing his second psychiatrist and first therapist, or that the anti-depressants he'd been taking made him gain weight.

We talked about Bernie Sanders and his girlfriend Anna. He's known Anna since pre-school, so I didn't need any introduction to her. What I heard is that this summer, she's volunteering at the local zoo and he's hoping to spend his days at the animal shelter.

And we ate a prodigious amount of fries and ketchup.

I felt better for having seen him. I thought he was happy to see me. I don't know many teenage boys who would willingly spend 90 minutes on a Saturday afternoon with their old fart aunt.

*By his standards, not the school's or his parent's. He has a 2.3-2.7 GPA.


  1. So glad you had a good visit with your nephew. Makes me miss spending time with my nieces and nephews.

  2. I'm glad you had a good visit, and I hope it made you both feel better.


Sorry about adding Comment Moderation, folks. But look at the bright side, at least I've gotten rid of word verification!