Friday, April 22, 2011

Sons and Mothers

"A son is a son till he takes him a wife, a daughter is a daughter all of her life." ~Irish Saying

Today, I had a visitor in my office and we got to talking about families and she said she had four sons.  And then she teared up and said the saying above and how true it really is and how heartbreaking for the mother. 
I've thought of this in the past, because a dear friend of mine also has only sons and she's worried when they grow up and get married that she will lose them.  I always laughed because why would she worry about that now, be happy and let them grow up and welcome a new daughter into your life when they find that right girl.  But to see this woman today, 58 years old, in tears in my office because she has no one at home to take care of anymore and they don't call her for advice like a daughter would - really opened my eyes.  Last spring, when Samalander was born, an aunt included a letter to me in her baby gift - talking about boys and their moms and the bonds that you can build with them.  I need to find that letter and re-read it.
I think about how many times I call my own mom when I have problems or just want to chat.  Pretty soon it's been 45 minutes and I have no idea what we talked about but it's time to go.  I don't know how often my brother calls my mom.  I know DH doesn't call his mom very often, he always calls his dad.  Why is this? 
Right now, I am THE WORLD to our youngest boy.  He will bypass his dad and beeline for me, every time.  DH will be playing with him and if I walk through the room, he turns his head like an owl to see me and then will end up following me around.  When does that end?  I don't know that I want it to (except of course when it's with tears and him standing there with his arms up begging to be picked up - or he'll sit on my feet if I'm at the counter in an effort to get me to pick him up rather than continue what I was doing). 
I guess I can only hope that my three boys will end up with a wonderful girl who will want to drink wine and play Scrabble with me.  Is that too much to ask?  I don't think so. 

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