My Son

While it was the best thing in the world, and of necessity, that my teenager Kaiah went to live with his dad this year, it is so hard on a mama! The youth leagues are all out under the lights at night now, practising football and netball (soccer and basketball), and I wish I were there cheering him on at his games. He has a girlfriend. She is of the land he now lives in, and I have no experience of it. They shoot skeet discs together and go to Cardinals games. The complexity of raising a child as a young mother is now wholly apparent to me, as it was not at the time of his birth. So soon, so young, when I have now to let go of him and become the friend. At Christmas when he visits we will go to London and play board games and cook good meals, and I hope desperately that we will actually have opportunities to connect. We will. Just as he is doing the connecting with his father that he needs to do now. They go fishing, play World of Warcraft on the computer, and bond in ways that are unique to their father son connection. Life is still good. It is just changing for me and my oldest son.