This is a First Person column by Helena Wiest, who lives in B.C.’s Fraser Valley. For more information about CBC’s First Person stories, see the FAQ.
On a Sunday evening, I entered my son’s bedroom where he casually lounged at the helm of his two computer monitors. I perched lightly on the corner edge of his double bed, giving me my familiar view of his maturing facial profile. He’s a handsome young man of 18 with carefully tended facial hair and luxuriously thick, dark hair that he had loosely styled to one side. He knew I had something important to say
