I am officially the mother of an adult. My son turned 18 on March 18, which would make it his golden birthday, as well. He registered for Selective Service, he can vote, and he can sign his own forms.
He and I took a trip to Iowa this last weekend and we shared the driving. I felt very comfortable with this, as he is now an adult and he reminds me of this.
As we were checking into the hotel, he commented that he would now check in as an adult, not a child anymore. Ah, yes. Gosh, they just keep coming.
We passed a casino, and he reminded me that he can now go to a casino. Not that he would do this often, but he can now legally go. It is funny how this becomes a rite of passage.
As we were driving, we had great conversations. He let me tell him the story (again) of when he was born where I was when I started labor pains, how I called Dad, how long the labor was, what time he was born, how big (really, little) he was, what color and how much hair he was born with, how we picked his name, who his first visitors were, his first word, the age of his first step, and on and on. You get the picture.
He let me talk, and he listened. Good son. We then shared about things that were going on at school, at my job, in the news.
This one-on-one time provides such an opportunity to connect, communicate, laugh, and just plain enjoy each other’s company. And this time, it was adult-to-adult; yet, mother-to-son.
This really reminded me of how important it is to do this with each child, and with spouses, as well.
As your children grow up, it is harder to find time to spend as a whole family, and I cherish that time.
When my three children, my husband, and I went out for my son’s birthday, we had such a joyful time. We really enjoy each other’s company, laughing and talking. Time spent one-on-one is time well spent also.
My husband and I continue our pizza date nights and our breakfast dates after church on Sundays.
My husband has commented more than once how I am easy to please. I really do enjoy this time together and so look forward to it, and so does he. We talk about our children, our jobs, current events, our future, our retirement, and where we want to travel.
I recently read this quote by Susan B. Anthony, “Sooner or later, we will discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones; not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings; not the great goals achieved.
“The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory unannounced, stray dogs that amble in, sniff around a bit, and simply never leave. Our lives are measured by these.”
I really believe this. As I go through life, it is those simple, maybe “unannounced” moments that really do make us the most happy, that do become most important.
The time spent with my adult son driving to Iowa. Coffee with my husband at the local café. Meeting up with a couple of friends for reminiscing, conversation, coffee, and just plain beloved companionship. Playing catch with my daughter on a Sunday afternoon. Making a quick trip for ice cream with my daughter and her friends. Pure pleasure.
It is these small, but enormous experiences that make our quality of life so immense.
So, if you get a chance to have breakfast with your husband, or make a trip for some ice cream with your daughter, or play catch with your son, grab them and indulge in these moments. It is really what makes life enjoyable.