Saturday, February 28, 2009

Oh, so this is what it feels like

when you begin to realize you're growing up.

1. When your mom goes on a trip to Puerto Rico, and starts talking about what shoes to wear for her zip-line adventure in the rain forest canopy you get unreasonable about her having to buy a new pair of Keens because her tennis shoes aren't going to give her "protection."
2. When your husband goes anywhere (road ride, plane trip, climbing, soccer, work) you say "be safe" and you mean it in the most desperate and true way, because if he's not... then what?
3. When your nineteen month old child balances himself on the edge of the couch by touching the wall under the huge framed picture (that has a sheet of glass covering it), you worry that he may tip over backwards and hurt himself by falling between the couch and the wooden table there. Then he jumps forward, hopefully not onto his brother's head.
4. When same nineteen month old desperately wants to leap between the table and the couch (but can't pick up both feet at the same time yet) his brother bear hugs him and tips them both across the space between said couch and table. You just feel hopeless about this couch, since you've tried EVERY SINGLE possible way to stop them from using it as a jungle gym.
5.When your dad won't stay and eat dinner, you worry if he is going to eat at all, since he's home by himself and has a "lot to do".
6. When you look in the mirror, you're surprised about your face. It doesn't look quite like it used to, the last time you noticed. And you actually can hear the words to that Bonnie Raitt song.
7. Every book, newspaper article, story that mentions someone hurt or dying reminds you of the pain of that person's mother.
8. You see a fender bender, and there is a young girl crying into her cell phone but everyone looks okay. And you remember when that was you just a few years ago, but there weren't really cell phones around yet so you cried all the way home before you made the call.
9. Your dog keeps getting older and is really good company to have near your feet.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

that just brought some serious tears to my eyes. Wish we lived closer, really. Have you ever thought of writing a book? You are an amazing writer.
love,
Christie

Kjirsten said...

Yes, Sarah. I've got chills. Especially #7. So much changes in just a few years, doesn't it?

Unknown said...

i can definitely relate! i miss our breakfasts together.....hope all is well!

Anonymous said...

Okay...so I'm not very smart and there's a good chance I'm paranoid. Why not so smart? It's taken 4 weeks of nursing w/ my iPhone by my side usually (that amounts to 1 hour of every 3 in case you don't remember nursing a newborn) to realize, "Hey, I can finally spend some time languishing in Sarah's beautiful musings and catch up on her life (no matter what time of day or night it is)!" So I got this far. Caleb's eating dinner and I'm nursing, J's at the library trying like hell to finish his &%*$@ thesis before the end of this semester, and my eyes were so full of tears I had to write. #2 is so succinctly, beautifully, desperately true and I think it too every time I'm separated from any of my boys. But really, Sarah, in regard to #1, sometimes you just need an excuse to buy some Keens, you know. And ziplining (sp?) in Puerto Rico is about the COOLEST excuse I've ever heard of. I think you might just have been jealous. ;) Why paranoid? Do you think that holding this thing and sending/receiving wireless data right beside his tiny, sweet head is a bad idea? Ugh. I'm going to read a little more at my (and his) peril.
Love, Kiers