When I was a little girl, I believed in fairy tales... that fantasy of what life would be. White dress, a prince charming who would carry me away to a castle on a hill. I would lie in bed at night and close my eyes and had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close I could taste them, but one day the fairy tale disappeared. It's hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely because we all have that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day we will open our eyes and it will come true. Then one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. This life, with all of its complexities, may be the fairy tale after all, because the journey is the best part. It's Happily Ever After...right now.

Thursday, December 17, 2015

Love and Laughter.....Literally

I had dinner with an incredibly handsome and engaging man last night.  His sense of humor made me laugh throughout the evening.  We discuss politics, fitness, family and career goals.  His insight and perceptions intrigued me, giving me food for thought long after our time together ended.  My date has stunning blue eyes.  He reminds me in many ways of my father.  I smile at this realization every time it occurs to me….my date was a birthday dinner with my now 24 year old son. 

Offspring #2 was the cuddler.  He loved playing with his toy cars on the hearth, and we’ve made a million batches of chocolate chip cookies together over the years.  Now as a man, he’s still a cuddler, and I appreciate that he never hesitates to hug me or tell me he loves me- even in front of his buddies. 

 
Life hasn’t always been easy for this now 6’1” gym rat.  He’s dealt with truly life altering experiences, and each time has come away more motivated and driven than before.  At dinner, he reveals his bucket list to me and I’m impressed.  Though not mine to share, his life goals are deep, adventurous, and inspirational. 

Son, your quick wit generally makes my jaw drop, and still I laugh!  You see the details in situations that most people miss.   When you see a societal issue that is broken, you’re quick to come up with a (usually comical) way to course correct.  Case in point:  Stupid drivers should be given a red card.  After your second red card, your license is taken and the only vehicle you can operate is a bike.  Forever.  Because you are too stupid to drive.  He consistently tells me, Don’t worry Mom, I’ll take care of you.  But only until you wear Depends….then you’re on your own.  Oy~

You love life, and you’re doing a great job of experiencing it to the fullest!  I hope you accomplish every desire on that bucket list.  Just take some pictures for me…as I sit at home…wearing Depends.  I love you son. 

Seeking Shalom & Feeling Proud He’s Mine, ~Shugie

 

The bond between mother and son is a special one.
It remains unchanged by time or distance.
It is the purest love – unconditional and true.
It is understanding of any situaion and forgiving of any mistake.


 

3 comments:

  1. Rhon-
    Well said...... There's nothing like the bond between a mother and her son. EC's pretty darn special. Love S-

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    1. He's an amazing man. So proud to call him mine!

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