Friday, May 13, 2011

I Heart My Son

Well, that was frustrating, wasn't it?  Long time no Blogger.  Lost some comments from yesterday's post -- 

Be sure to sign up for the giveaway!  I'll probably run it an extra day or two, because of the down time.

[My Westerland Rose -- Linkup to My Romantic Home]

Anyway . . . last night my son and I had a belated Mother's Day dinner together.  He's 26, lives about 90 miles from me, and has a life of his own, so it's not that often that we get together.  I was so happy to spend time with him (and the mole enchiladas were delicious).

I was thinking about how the roles change over time -- I'm sure that there will be much bigger changes in the future, but I noticed something last night.  Remember when you had (or have) toddlers, and you're always grabbing for their hands?  One of his favorite things to do at about age two was to run away from me in a parking lot -- he thought it was very, very funny to do that, throw his poor mother into an absolute panic.  I'd have to use my knee to hold him against the car while I got my purse out and closed the door . . . and then grab his hand and hang onto it for dear life.

Later, of course, the last thing boys want to do is hold their mother's hand -- by fourth or fifth grade, he refused (and also told me not to say hi to him if I was ever at his school on PTA-related business).  By the teenage years, holding hands, hugging, even being seen with your mom is the last thing you want to do, so that kind of thing was pretty much verboten.  (The one exception was the morning of 9/11, when we sat on the couch for hours, holding onto each other.)

But -- wonder of wonders -- an adult son will allow you to slip your arm through his, to give him a hug, will say "I love you, Mom," and even once in a while say that something you did was good (e.g., you don't totally suck at photography).  Walking toward the restaurant, my arm slipped through his, I felt proud of him and protected and supported and so happy with the man he's become.  I heart you, Devin --      


17 comments:

Ms. Becky said...

I loved reading this post about your mother/son relationship. I've never been a mother so it is really touching to read. and your photo of him? excellent shot. oh, yeah, Blogger. my last post is GONE!

Nancy said...

I feel exactly the same way about my sons, Elise. Particularly my youngest. He's become a good friend to me and I'm amazed at what a thoughtful, loving young man he is.

Hugs!! Love the photo too.

texwisgirl said...

that's perfect. made my heart swell up (for you AND him!)

Elise Ann Wormuth said...

Thanks, you all -- I appreciate it.

shaeeza said...

I have one son, right now he's all about his mommy, he's 8, lots to look forward too

Elise Ann Wormuth said...

Ah, the golden years --

Brambleberry Cottage said...

You have a very handsome son, Elise Ann. How wonderful that you went to dinner together to celebrate Mother's Day - just the two of you. My son just turned 27 last year and lives about an hour away from me. I've always been very fortunate, because his entire life he has wanted to show and be shown affection - even as a teenager. He would even hug me in front of a group of his friends back then and never feel awkward or embarrassed about it. ;)

Thanks for visiting my little neck of the woods and for leaving the nice comment. I just joined you as a follower.

Have a terrific weekend!
Liz @ the Brambleberry Cottage
http://thebrambleberrycottage.blogspot.com/

shaeeza said...

Hi, Elise
I just wanted to stop by and tell you thanks for the follow.
Shaeeza

melody-mae said...

aw, I am here from ftlob and i just loved this post about your son...I have daughters, and they are all grown and it is so lovely when they will hug you and tell you they love you...yes this was a wonderful sweet post! I would like to be a new follower. :)

~ ~ Ahrisha ~ ~ said...

Such a wonderful heartfelt post. Your son is so handsome you should be a proud Mom.

Cherie @ Lots of Jewels' Blog said...

Thank you, thank you, thank you! I sometimes need the reassurance that as I raise my son (who is now 11 years old, does not want to hold my hand) that he will one day want to hold it again!

I am a new follower from the blog hops!

La Vie Quotidienne said...

My what a nice looking fellow! Great picture. I completely understand how wonderful it is to have a son, mine is a great person too; not only a good son, but an excellent father. Aren't we lucky! Thank you for stopping by to visit me. Have a super day!

Sarah said...

What a great relationship! Great that you guys go to have some dinner :D

Linda said...

What a memory to capture the heart of any mother! I do not have sons. I am happy he made the time to have a special day with you.

Elise Ann Wormuth said...

Thanks so much, everyone -- I appreciate your comments.

Katy Noelle said...

Very cool! SNIFF!

and, I love mole enchilladas - and how!

Anika said...

Really beautiful image...such nice texture work!