More thoughts on fall, this time from a parent. Beautiful.
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I’m not a parent, but there’s something about fall that makes me look at my own face in the mirror and wonder what happened to the saddle-shoe-wearing, Muppet-Show-watching, happy-go-lucky little kid.
::sniff::
I didn’t need to read that.
Especially since H reached over to take my hand during church (it was the “greet your neighbor part” — normally doesn’t acknowlege me) and he has HAIR on the BACK OF HIS HANDS. Like a MAN.
Ack.
Freaky. Can’t even imagine.
This hit me hard. My own son, who is 11 now, seems to be running away from us at an ever-increasing speed–much to our dismay. It’s such a cliche, but where DID the time go. My heart is so full of him that is physically painful to ponder that nearing time when he won’t be here with us anymore. And it is during fall that our thoughts turn to the impermanence of it all. I wish so much to stop the turning wheel, even though I am confident of his successful future. I try to cement memories in my mind, but they are as transitory as the present, and as elusive as the past. God, I love my son, and I will miss him so much when he isn’t with me every day.
Wow! Powerful stuff.
And DBW puts it very well by writing:
“And it is during fall that our thoughts turn to the impermanence of it all”.
I have 2 boys, 17 and 19 and I am in no rush for them to move out. I thought I’d look forward to the day. I don’t.
Last night my wife and I were wondering where the time goes and what we’d do Monday to celebrate our 30th. Yes. another decade please.
Regards, Hank
Its really weird but I always feel this way in spring – I have spring fever in every sense of the word. In the fall, I think I like the tidying up, the storing away.
But Im almost in the same position as this person – my daughter is twelve! Her little giggle face is maturing into high cheekbones and an awareness of appearances, whereas before her little face would be blithely smeared wiht chocolate from her cookie and her little curls. The little toddle has turned into a slight sway and her little voice that used to say to her Easter eggs “come out come out wherever you are!” has become more worldly.
Aw damn, now look at me…Im all mush…