Writing 101, Day Seven – Give and Take

Conversations on the way to school can range from silly to serious. This is one I will never forget.

“Mom, when I grow up, I’m going to marry you.”

“You are?” I said. A smile dancing at the corner of my mouth.

“Yes, I am, and I’m going to buy you a house, and I’ll protect you.” My little man, so young, and sweet. His earnest face turned up to mine.

“You won’t want to marry me when you’re older. Trust me. ” I said.

“Yes, I will.”

“What about Daddy?”

“Daddy can be married to you, too.”

“Why don’t we wait until you grow up, a lot can happen before then. Okay?”

“Okay.” He says, and suddenly the look on his face changes.

“Knock, knock.”

“Who’s there?”


“Blue, who?”

“Blue truck!” He bursts out laughing at his clever joke. His laughter is contagious, and I can’t help myself. We laugh like loons.

“Knock, knock.” He’s on a roll, but I point out that he needs to go. The bell will ring soon, and I don’t want him  late for class.

My Little Man

“Give me hug.” I bend down to wrap my arms around my son. He will make a fine man one day.

“I love you, mom!” He gives me a kiss and turns to run off. He is almost out of sight when he stops, turns around and waves. And then he’s gone.

I tell myself I won’t forget this moment when a son shared the promises of his heart.

This little boy only lives in my memory now, long ago replaced by a man. Every now and then I see traces of the boy in the man, and I’m wistful for a time when I could hold him on my lap and feel the warmth of his tiny hands around my neck.

Over the years, he has made many promises to take care of me, but only that once did he want to marry me.


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