“Here it comes, that funny feeling
again.” – Sammy Hagar
This pic.
This innocent, little picture.
It is like he spanned five years in
the blink of an eye. The body of a boy and no longer a toddler, the vibrant
outgoing personality aging before my eyes but hurting my heart…because…dammit…there
it is again…the wistfulness. He’s four and I’m wistful!?!
It’s just that, I guess… because I’ve been there: at birth, cutting the
umbilical, the late nights but tender mornings, the first baths, the tears at drop-off, the Gymboree
on Saturdays when he was afraid of the parachute, the birthday parties battling Vader, quoting
Iron Giant (“This place is perfect!”)…I was there…and now this? He’s King of
Summer all of a sudden? In a Superman shirt no less!
You do it Ju Ju. You go. You be
King of Summer!
I’ll be here.
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