I miss my baby.

I spoke with Myles this morning (in case you don't know...we have been temporarily living apart for almost six months during this big life change of ours). Anyway, our conversation was good, and when we said goodbye we said our "i love yous". I didn't expect to hear from him again today...he is a teenager after all, and it is a Saturday and that usually means life is all about friends (life about parents on the weekends...not so much).
Well I was wrong.....honestly, Myles never ceases to amaze me even during the teen years. He called me late this afternoon and said he was calling from Lake Elsanjo (a lake up at the park where I first fell in love with mountain biking, and the same place I used to take him when he was under ten years old to learn what I came to realize was some pretty techinical mountain biking for a youngster!!)
...Anyway, back to the phone call --he said "Mom, after talking to you today I got inspired to go mountain biking, and now me and Luis are up here at the lake and it's been really fun, and now the sun is just starting to set and it's really beautiful."

...then he went on to say "I just wanted to call you and tell you that."

Now you tell me.....wouldn't your heart just melt.
mine did.