Our oldest son Thomas turned 12 years old on April 5th. His birthday fell on General Conference Sunday this year and he had to wait another week to be ordained to the aaronic priesthood as a deacon, so besides it being Easter we had a great family gathering for this milestone in his life.
He wanted to hear about the day of his birth. We had a great outing together: he and I caught a late show for the movie "Race to Witch Mountain" complete with smuggled candy. Don stayed home to sleep and put the other 3 down too. It was really cool, just the 2 of us, like a date, like the outings we used to do just the 2 of us when he was so little before Nathan came along.
I've always loved the song "Just the 2 of us" by Grover Washington Jr. but this version by Will Smith is more about how Thomas & I were and more especially him and his dad.
I can't believe his life is progressing so fast. We moved to Vegas just a few months after Nathan's baptism when he was 8 and Thomas was only 10 and now he is part of the Young Men organization. The top of his head reaches under my chin. I love it when he comes to hug me after school and he is so close for me to hug back. I used to imagine what it would be like to have a tall son when he was just an infant/toddler, and now that it's here I want time to stand still. In another 4 years he'll be driving and another 3 after that he'll be leaving for his mission, followed by his brothers. I don't think I'm ready for time to accelerate at such a dizzying speed.
Granted my children argue during their breaks, but unlike some parents I hear, I am never in a hurry for them to return to school. Like a mother hen, I love having my chicks around. clucking or no clucking included.
Easter is my favorite holiday, unlike Christmas I don't decorate and don't buy presents (on y chocolates for our inevitable easter Egg hunt), I just spend some time thinking, pondering on the meaning of the Atonement and Resurrection. It gives me so much hope that it helps me handle the time passing by too quickly and reminds me that even if I hate change, I will eventually keep my children with me forever. Consequently, Sunday was emotionnally charged and joyful for me.
Yeah I need to cut the cord. I do want them to be independent and for that I know they have to leave me to really learn to be strong.
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