Saturday, April 02, 2011
Davin was tired today and the house was quiet. He asked to get out of his chair and onto the couch. I ran around and did a few more things as he asked repeatedly. Finally, I scooped him up and instead of putting him onto the couch, I sat him on my lap. He melted onto me and I watched his big blue eyes close. I sat there and thought how precious this time was. I am still getting moments like this with my 18 year-old. I smelled his hair and kissed his head and looked at his sweet face. I found myself so thankful. Thankful for the extra time to hold him close and let him fall asleep on my lap. I was not able to be sad that Davin won't go to college next year (besides we all know he did not like college;-), that he isn't driving and that I am not running off to watch him play basketball. I was just thankful for the sweet time with my boy. I tried to start to imagine how things will be when Davin is 35 and my mind just would not let me go there. Just like I could not begin to imagine Davin being 18, when he was a tiny little 6 year-old, God just doesn't let me go there. For now, for today, I just rest in this moment. I will snuggle with my boy and hold him close and enjoy him sleeping on me.