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" April 17, 2009 Just as I picked up the phone to call Doug the other night, I saw my message light flashing on my cell phone: he had just left me a voice mail to get in touch.  &amp;quot;Hey, Liz, it&amp;#039;s Doug. Hoping you&amp;#039;re well. Listen, I think we should talk\u2026Jackson has been reaching out to me, which is great with me, but I want you to know what&amp;#039;s happening, so please give me a ring when you have a second. Thanks.&amp;quot; This certainly got our conversation off to the right start.  It turned out that Jackson had been contacting Doug a great deal lately \u2014 that Jackson was expressing to him that he really missed being in Chicago when it had just been &amp;quot;Jackson and Liz.&amp;quot; It made me feel terrible to hear it. I had been doing my best to pay Jackson the same attention I had before Lili was born, but apparently something was getting lost in the mix for him.  &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t think it is your fault at all, Liz,&amp;quot; Doug said. &amp;quot;I think you could be spending 24 hours a day with Jackson and he would be feeling this way. He has never felt safe enough to rebel until now, if that makes sense. I think he is just having a moment\u2026&amp;quot; &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not sure it&amp;#039;s that simple,&amp;quot; I said.  &amp;quot;Look,&amp;quot; Doug said. &amp;quot;I apologize for not getting in touch sooner and letting you know how often Jackson was reaching out. I should have. But it all kind of caught up on me. And you know I only have the best intentions in terms of that kid. I love him. There was a time when it was looking like I would be helping to raise him, you know?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m still only doing everything I can to try and help him out.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;And I appreciate that,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;I guess I just feel a little sideswiped that I hadn&amp;#039;t known how frequent the contact has been. But the more important piece of it is that he feels like he can talk to you. That&amp;#039;s really what I want, at the end of the day \u2013 for him to feel supported.&amp;quot;  Doug paused. &amp;quot;So how do you feel about him coming out here? It would be my treat, of course.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Well, you definitely don&amp;#039;t have to worry about that part. But thank you.&amp;quot; I shook my head, as if he could see me through the phone. &amp;quot;Okay.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Okay?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Yeah. Maybe it&amp;#039;s just what the doctor ordered.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Great, Liz. I think it might be. So I&amp;#039;ll get him a plane ticket for this weekend, and give you a call back with the details.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Sounds good, Doug.&amp;quot; I started to hang up the phone, but then he stopped me.  &amp;quot;Liz?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Jackson is really lucky to have you. He couldn&amp;#039;t be luckier, and he knows it. I can tell that, even if he isn&amp;#039;t acting like it right now.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;ll talk soon,&amp;quot; I said. Then I did hang up the phone, trying to believe I had made the right decision.  Almost like clockwork, Jackson walked in the front door.  &amp;quot;Did you speak to Doug yet?&amp;quot; he asked.  I nodded. &amp;quot;Pack your bags.&amp;quot;  A huge smile broke out on his way. &amp;quot;Seriously?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Seriously.&amp;quot;  He raced toward me, threw his arms around me, and gave me a hug like he hadn&amp;#039;t given me in months. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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