What happened here twenty years ago today? My beautiful boy was born. Now he is no longer a baby, a little boy, a bigger boy, an obnoxious teenager, but a beautiful young man, full of promise. Even all of those years ago he was exactly who he is now: curious, serious, and smart.
I rarely do this, but I am feeling inordinately sentimental today, so I am going to share a poem I wrote back when he was a teenager and our relationship was changing:
How can someone I love like a tree loves the sun
hurt me so much?
I know this is natural
The sun withdraws its warmth
The trees weeps
And there is all that leaving
It’s as inevitable as the progression of the seasons
the way things ought to be
the way it has to be
the way I really want it to be
Still I can’t bear the chills of this long winter
I shiver and pull the covers up to my ear
I remember that first lovely spring
When I was your sunshine and you revolved around me
Now you are the earth and I am the moon
Frost covers me and I look at the misty distant future
When we each emerge
Irrevocably changed – battle scarred
But swaying to different winds.
I won’t say we are there yet, but I can see it on the horizon. Eliott, even though I don’t really have a right to be, I am deeply proud of your accomplishments (you did it on your own, I just cheered). You are an awesome person, and I love you. I’m so glad I get to know you as my son.