Friday, December 9

This is the look my son gave me right before his wedding almost a month ago:

This look haunts me
humors me
delights me
confounds me.

What was he thinking?

I love the eye-to-eye contact, the idea that there was an unspoken moment between us.  Was it a thanks for raising him?  A thanks for all the times he got to lick the bowl, snuggle while watching the moon outside his bedroom window, listen to the snoopy song while riding to school?  Was it panic?  Wondering if he was making the right move, wondering if there is anything else I should tell him, wondering if marriage is good?  Was it regret?  Was it assurance?  Was it a pause, a moment to withdraw from what was happening around us and acknowledge our relationship?
Was it goodbye?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

It was, "Oh great, there's mom with a camera again!"