Life was good.
It seems that as the years progressed, however, something changed. When Charles began high school, I became the worry-wart companion. There was so much happening, and I constantly felt my mind was working on two levels.
There was no excitement in asking if homework was finished (grades in high school are important) or trying to get to swim practice on time (a swimming career in college perhaps?). There was no excitement in asking if final projects and papers were completed (final grades end up on transcripts) or keeping up with classmates and what they were doing (choose wisely when making friends). There was no excitement in making sure Boy Scout merit badges were on task (Eagle Scout rank in the future).
So much to worry about and so little time.
Quite frankly, it was exhausting.
When I shared some of these worries with Charles, he paused, and then said the following: “You don’t worry all the time, Mom, just some of the time, and you are the only one who could change the worry-all-the-time mind set.”
He reminded me that we still do have exciting times together, such as when we drink cups of tea on cold days in the sitting room, listen to songs, look at the clouds, and talk about religion, music, politics and education.
This, as my son pointed out, makes me an exciting companion.
Life is good.
Alvia Lewis Frey is a columnist for the Pharos-Tribune. She can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.