In some ways Jack is the same as he's always been: funny, sweet, lazy, clever. But some things about Jack are changing, and I get the feeling these changes are here to stay. He is now capable, gruff and less forthcoming with his feelings. He shuns things, games or activities that he deems too childish. He closes the door when he is in the bathroom, and turns away from me when he is unclothed.
He is 9 1/2 and I think I'm saying "farewell" to my little boy. That was so fast! Everyone said it would be and to savor every moment. But I'm afraid I didn't listen well enough. It is so easy to let the best times of your life pass by without realizing you are in the thick of them.
I no longer have the little boy who came into my life late one March evening. The boy that fulfilled my husband's desire to have a son. The first male offspring of my grateful father. The boy I never knew I wanted but became, and remains, the light of my life.
I am proud and devastated.
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