No sense in unpacking my toiletry bag. My Sis and I returned to New York from our annual sister trip yesterday afternoon. But this morning The Weatherman and I are heading up to Maine.
The trip is a combination of business and pleasure. Late this afternoon I am meeting with a group of women from an organization based in Portland called Boys To Men. I love the sentence under their logo: "Exploring how to get there in one piece."
The mission of the group is to reduce violence among boys. They're trying to support the healthy adolescent development of boys as well as to increase community awareness about the specific needs of boys.
I'm meeting with the mother's advisory group for the organization, and needless to say I am very interested to hear their thoughts about the mother-son relationship. The organization deals with a lot of the issues I plan to address in my book, including how traditional media and cultural representations inform our views of masculinity.(Naturally, I think these images also heavily influence the lens through which we view mother-son relationships.)
They are also planning a mother-son conference, so you can imagine how grateful I am that they are willing to share their time and thoughts with me.
As icing on the cake, tomorrow I will be visiting my own son, a.k.a. The Boy, who is working as a camp counselor in Maine this summer. It's all good.
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