My Son

My son is almost 12. Actually, he will turn 12 in less than a week.

Yesterday I was driving him to a friend's house, so he could hitch a ride to a 3 day basketball camp at ONU. On the way there, I was thinking about how much I will miss him. I am not really sappy, but I love my kid and I do miss him. Knowing he is gone to SOMEWHERE for 3 days is different than him spending the night at a friend's house for an extended period of time.

Anyway, I grabbed his hand, as I have atleast a million time before, and he jerked it away from me! I told him he is my boy and I will miss him. He said, " Ya, but you don't have to try and hold my hand over it!" It did not hurt my feelings. I gave him a hard time over it more than anything, but I guess you could say it was the beginning of my losing my kid to adulthood. I will certainly mourn the loss of his childhood. It makes me feel sad and sappy just thinking about it.

(You know, when he was a baby, he hated being so far away from me, when we were in the car, so I would always reach my arm back there, no matter how uncomfortable, and hold his hand. I guess my arm won't hurt any more.)