Friday, January 28, 2011

This week my son was a spool of thread ...unraveling

Some days I wish I wrote about food. Splitting open a crisp red tomato, its lushness spilling across the cutting board. Chopping cucumbers in neat, concise, perfect circles. Crumbling blue cheese over pasta al dente. These...all offered up with a smile and a bon appetit.

Instead my son slips from my grasp like loose spaghetti, and I keep trying to pick up the noodles with my toes. Forgetting that I can still use my fingers.

Please don't slip away, BOY! This is what my fear cries. Because he is still here. Of course he is. But, there is an undercurrent now of crisis, and my heart beats to a discordant rhythm. This week my son was a spool of thread ...unraveling.

He...couldn't focus, up and down, disruptive, noise outbursts, inappropriate...

And I've been there to see it. It is like stepping on tacks without flinching.

Yet today after school there was a calm. A focus. He has a mission. Before his snack he must complete his Reflection form that came home. Because he gave his teacher a pinky promise. He dashed for a pencil and put the words down. One right after another. It was a little flag of HOPE. Waving. I'll be O.K., Mommy. I will.

Tonight he plays Monopoly with my husband and GIRL. Pink cheeked, her eyes shine on her brother. All of them huddled together over their money and property. Hoots and drama.

My BOY is dressed in Scooby Doo pjs and a winter cap with dangling tassles. He is my son and he is precious.

We will wend our way through this new phase. We always do. And it will be alright. But, like cutting into an onion, it is multi layered and brings tears...


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6 comments:

yogurt said...

I know one thing, BOY's mommy can write.

Rima said...

JCK, I'm sorry you are going through this. Peace and love to you!

slow panic said...

OH JCK, these are the hard days. But I know you will get through them and both be the better on the other side. Hugs to you.

Aunt Snow said...

Stay strong and calm and nurture him - he will be all right. You're his mother and his firm foundation.

Jason, as himself said...

The first two paragraphs of this post are the best writing I've seen. I loved the description.

I'm sorry you're going through this with BOY. This whole parenting thing can sure be tough sometimes. Hopefully the hardest part with him is now, and not when he is a teen!

Hang in there.

painted maypole said...

the cutting an onion description is perfect. it's so hard to see the children we love changing and having hard times.

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