I think I was always tired and the children kept me very busy. I was considered an ‘older’ Mom. I was almost 37 when my son was born. Not old according to today’s standards! A couple of years flew by as they do and suddenly my son was two and my daughter, four.
This was a precious moment. I remember this because as young as he was, my son needed one on one attention from his Mother and I was wrapped up in everything else. Not odd for a young Mother with young children. My thoughts then are very much the same now when I think of that moment.
My son crawled onto my lap and put his little hands on my face and turned my face toward his own. He stared at my eyes and we looked at each other for what seemed minutes. We looked into each other’s eyes and very souls. It was a moment I will never forget.
I stopped what I was doing and looked at this little child of mine and felt all the hopes and dreams every mother feels. That moment, too, I felt guilty that my young child would feel that he needed attention and he had to show me! He was beyond his years with the ability to say without words what he needed… to look into my eyes and see my love for him. That particular day, sad to say, I had forgotten the most important job I had.
Today as a “Nana” I often think of that second in time so long ago. Being part of the Senior Class, we now have much more time to give to our Grandchildren. In my case, they are quite young. I find myself looking into their eyes as I hold them close while telling them I love them. Part of my ritual is to give each Grand a ‘million’ kisses and a big big hug when I see them. I often hope each one will remember our special ritual because it is very special to me.
My Grandsons will grow up fast and feel awkward with my kisses and I fear that may be happening sooner than I want to realize. Girls are easier. They giggle when receiving their Nana’s love and kisses.
How often do we really look into each other’s eyes and see the love and the feelings we have for each other? Eyes do certainly give a glimpse into the souls of those we love. A loving light will shine there. We might see love but also, perhaps, all the rest of our human emotions. When you see love shining back from someone’s eyes, that is the most precious to always remember.
Our Grands will grow up just as fast as our children. I am careful. I stop what I may be doing and look into their eyes and make sure they know and feel my love. It’s important to me.
My memory of my son on that day will never fade. My memory of those I love looking into my eyes with love will never fade. This may be what it’s all about! Maybe.
“Nothing can dim the light that shines from within”