I realize this is of no interest to anyone but me..but...my first born turned 54 yesterday. No, it isn't difficult for me to believe. I am finally beginning to feel it, KNOW it in my heart. I remember being shocked when I hit 50. Then 60, it seemed overnight. Now, 72, 73 in October!When they brought him to me he looked as though he had been in a bad fight! He was born nearly a month late. He was due July 28th and was born August 23rd. His little hand gripped my finger..and we knew one another. You know what I mean? Of course you do...
But..as I said..this only means something to me. Just feeling my age..and that is a foreign feeling to me. I wonder why I am suddenly, or it seems suddenly, feeling like that. A year ago I was still jumping off things..and running up the driveway. Howard and I moved two entire storage units..one, the biggest they have and the second a smaller one, with my little pickup truck. Just the large items such as the refrigerator....never mind. I am rambling. It's just that I can't imagine trying to do that today. So...what's up with that??
It's just that he, we used to call him "Little Pat" is now sporting a beard. Now he is just "Pat." His grin is still adorable..and he still looks at me with such love in his eyes. That look makes me know that the years mean nothing. He is still my baby boy.
I think I'll go put on a Beatrix Potter or Jane Austin movie and that will make me feel better. It always does! You know what I mean? Of course you do!
Love and smiles..
Mona
Mona...
ReplyDeleteMy son, Brandon, is 27. We almost lost him at birth and then again at 6 months. When he was four he became ill once again. I never thought I'd witness him ever being grown. Somehow God had other plans...survive he did, and he has flourished.
Like my boy is an extension of me, yours is of you. I'm sure he's just as loving, as beautiful and as kind as his precious Momma. My daddy told me when Bran was born, long before Alzheimer's made a monster in his brain, that boys develop a keen sense of responsibility towards their Moms... I know this in my heart to be true.
You've cared for and loved your man-child for years...why not allow him care for you for awhile? You'll be strong again soon! It's my prayer!
Love to you...I'm lifting you up to the Most High...
Love, Rebecca
Great post and I know exactly how you feel about your children always being your babies. I just turned 60 this past month and honestly it is just a number even if I don't go at lightening speed any more and I don't sleep well because life is still so much fun:)
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Mona,Happy Birthday to your son and how special you are for raising a loving human being!
ReplyDeleteI am 62, Mona,and I know what you are feeling. How did I get to be this old? And what is my body doing NOW?
ReplyDeleteI just pray for some good years to enjoy this retirement thing, and to be able to see my grandchildren grow up strong.
What a cutie! Love that beautiful smile! (bet he was thinking of his Mama) -- I'm 54 too but have him beat by a couple of months -- 1955 was a good year to be born.
ReplyDeleteRebecca...thank you! You always, always warm and touch my heart.
ReplyDeleteJoyce... You are right! Life really is so darned much fun..even if I am moving slower..and get melancholy easier! :)
Amy...I am watching the rolls reverse and it's the strangest feeling!
Hilary... :) So much is going to happen to you in the next ten years! Changes that are unimaginable!
Mid-Atlantic Martha... Yes, it was a very good year. I laid him on the couch and proped a recieving blanket behind him and he watched THE MICKY MOUSE CLUB! Can you believe it? :)
Aw...dear Mona, you're just feeling the heart of a mother. Happy Birthday to your sweet son. I know, my son is 39 and it's hard to believe that sometimes. I love your posts, Mona, you put your heart into every one. That's what makes blogging so special
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Shelia ;)
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I think melancholy always hits at the change in seasons. My youngest is starting college this year and I go between being excited for what is to come and longing for what is past. We never know where this road of life is taking us, we just need to find joy in the journey. Beatrix Potter cheers me up too. I hope you will be feeling better soon. Pam
ReplyDeleteI have yet to have children, it is a dream of mine to know from experience exactly as you mean. I cannot fathom that you are 72 years young! You are a vibrant soul and a beautiful person. We all tend to feel our ages from time to time. But look it, is another story. You are a gorgeous woman and I love how you are rockin' the grey!
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Marcia
Dear Mona, age is nothing...I think it should be ignored...how you feel is what counts! Do what you can and enjoy it all. If you get tired, rest, if you feel like dancing, dance. Thinking about how old you are is what gets you down. My daughter is 30 and sometimes she acts more mature than I do.
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Darlin' friend...I so know what you mean. Some days, I, too, feel old...others, so young that i am shocked right out of myself when I catch my reflection in a mirror.
ReplyDeleteOne reason you are feeling this way today, tho...you aren't quite back to your normal, healthy self..still a little weak from all you've gone thru. Just wait, my friend...you will feel stronger and younger every day from now on.
You are gonna be just fine and run up the drive again.
Happy Birthday to your baby. My little boy will turn 46 in Feb and I sit across the room from him at times and smile, remembering all his "little" ways. I do love my baby boy and baby girl so much that my heart could just bust right open..
hugs, bj
Hi Mona, what a sweet post. I love how you love your children.
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Can't wait to see you for the Rooster Party!!!!
Big ole hugs, Barb :-)
What a thoughtful post! I hope your son has a nice birthday. I am sure you will have many more happy years together. It is so nice that we have each others blogs to "meet" new friends! I am so glad I found yours. Feel free to visit mine anytime!
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It´s not so strange that You don´t have the same strength now when You have been so sick this summer. As soon as You´re ok again the strength will come back, I´m sure of it!
ReplyDeleteBut it´s strange how the body gets older, but not the way one feels inside. I can´t for my life understand what that middle aged man is doing in the mirror when I look at it in the morning :-) :-) :-)
Have a great day now!
Christer.
Happy belated birthday "Little Pat". Our young ens' tug at our heartstrings no matter how we or they are. My oldest is 35 this year and my baby whom I was told time and time again because of a congenital heart defect would not make it through the next surgery or the next night was 31 this month. She also gave birth to a beautiful baby boy last month. We ask where has the time gone, the bulb doesn't flash that bright in this chicks brain to answer that. May God give you the strength and stamina to keep up with your youthful spirit!!!
ReplyDeleteMy oldest son will turn 50 on August 29. I look him and wonder how my baby can have all that gray hair and grown children of his own. I will be 68 in December and find I now have days that I can't believe how worn out I can get. I am just thankful my health is good and I can still work. Have a blessed day and tomorrow is a new day. Thank you for stopping by my blog and leaving me encouragement.
ReplyDeleteShelia...thank you so much. What a nice thing to say! Yes..the time flies by...so fast!
ReplyDeleteFrippery...Thank you so much for stopping by.. You are right...to each season we should find joy. Even when they left..as sad as I was..I was happy for them and for their excitment at being on their own.
Marcia...You sweet thing! I am becomming a very spoiled woman here with all the wonderful things you all are telling me. I am...feeling so fortunate to know people like you, Marcia. You are going to make such a wonderful Mom. And mean WONDERFUL! Lucky baby! I hope I am around to see the day.. :)
Susan...you post made me smile..because you are SO right! That might be exactly what threatens to get me down. I think being ill this past month put a damper on me a bit. Just a bit!! :)
bj... I know. Me too! And you are right probably about the health thing. As I said, I am just impatient...and probably a little scared.
Barb~Bella Vista....I know~! Just thinking of the rooster party cheers me up!
I'm glad you like the look of it..since the stretch minima changed things a lot.
Mary Ann Miller....Thank you, Mary Ann. I will definitly visit with you! :) I am still learning about posting pictures...so...hopefully things will get better.
Using Pat's baby picture was not the best one to use as a photo test for the new size! :) I...don't think I think things through at times! You know? :)
The Cottage By The Cranelake....Christer...I already answered your comment. I think I wrote a BOOK on your blog! LOL :)
Nezzy...Thank you for your very sweet comment. First time in my life, this past year, that I have even given aging any thought. I hope it passes. :) With people like you encouraging me...how can I miss?? :)
Stella...you are so welcome. It was a pleasure visiting you! I would like to be 68 once again. A lot has happened to me since then..a lot! I will be back to see you soon! Count on me!
Happy birthday to him...and congratulations to you...he sounds like a fine young man...and just remember...he will always be your little boy...with or without that beard!
ReplyDeleteI wrote a whole post to you and now... it's gone. :(
ReplyDeleteSuffice, our sons want to care for us when we have our days. It makes my son feel very responsible and he is so compassionate, proud as a dickens of him.
I would have loved to watch beatrix or austen with you. I'm addicted to both.
Tootsie..you are right. I know that. It's just so many things are changing again...
ReplyDeleteA Stitch In Thyme.. Tammy.. :)
Good afternoon, dear one..
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by today.
I am looking forward to the Rooster Parade, too. Have you got your post all ready to go. I get mine done and then I think of another rooster hiding out, and have to add it, too. Hahaaa..Sound be a fun day, I think.
Hugs, bj
...how 'bout it SHOULD be a fun day...
ReplyDeleteIt is scary how fast those years fly by ! My oldest will be 41 this Saturday . I feel so-o-o-o old :(
ReplyDeleteYes Mona, Pat will always be your baby. Some things just don't change.
ReplyDeleteHello Mona :) Here I am, beginning to read through your archives - I picked this one first, as 1955 is the year I was born, too! I would NEVER have guessed that you are in your early 70s. Your writing is so vibrant and full of life and love - yes, there's plenty of wisdom there, too, but there are young, wise souls around. You are amazing - an inspiration to all who read your blog - you truly are a LIGHT shining out into the world!!!
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