Monday, October 8, 2007

Spreading the love

It's not easy being childless, when you have a parent who really wants you to have a child.

It sucks actually, especially if you really wish that you did have a child.

It hurts to be reminded of what you don't have. It makes you feel inadequate. It makes you defensive. It's easy to get a little pissed off about the whole thing.

I know I did.

It's my life, I thought. It's none of your business. You had your children. How could you possibly care that much whether I have a child?

But just as I wasn't prepared for the intensity of the love I feel for my child, I wasn't prepared for the intensity of the love my mom would feel for my child.

I knew she would love any child I bore, but I imagined that my becoming a mother would be mostly a relief for her; an end to worrying about when I would settle down, find my focus in life, conform.

I never really thought about the relationship she would develop with my son.

I never knew how much they would love to sit and read together.

Or just sit together.

And talk about their day.

I never had this child to make my mother happy. And I know that no one should ever, ever have a child to make someone else happy.

But wow.
Graham and mom together.
A heck of a side effect.

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Too Cool for School said...

Very sweet. :-)

Anonymous said...

The amazing bond between a grandparent and a grandchild. It never ceases to amaze me. My mother's relationship with my children is incredible, deep and real. I love it.

Although getting older doesn't sound like very much fun, I do look forward to the day that my children grow up to raise a family of their own.