My Son's Prayer, My Pride
Hello, my name is Ruth and I am a mother. I have three wonderfully unique men whom I still consider my boys; their names are Spencer, Alexander and Satchel. Sure, I may be on the homestretch of motherhood, but I know I will be a mom for the rest of my life. Tomorrow is my youngest’s last high school prom. This morning, I woke up to him standing at the foot of my bed. “Mom?”, he whispered, “I thought the prom was next week, but it’s tomorrow. I need a tux and flowers.”
Two thoughts traveled through my mind at that moment. The first realization was that he and I had gone through this exact scenario last year. My second thought? That this was one of the last acts I’ll really have as a mom; a woman needed by the men who were once a part of her very body. My blood, my heart, all of me belongs to them.
The two of us went to lunch after the tux store. He seemed so tall, all grown-up. I was proud and saddened at the same time. How many more days will I be the main person in their life? How much longer until a woman takes his last name, becoming his wife? The happiest day of their lives will be one of the saddest of mine. I will smile through my tears and attempt to put my heart back together the next day. Pretend to anyway.
Our food arrived, and I looked up to see Satchel bowing his head to say prayer. He usually doesn’t ask if I want to pray with him, and yet today, I needed to. A few people glanced at him; some looked confused, some stared with admiration, and I with pride. I reached across the table and placed my hand gently over his and said a quiet “Amen” when he finished.
As we ate, there was laughter, dreams shared from a young man who loves his country. A man who loves his God, his mom, and his family. A truly good man. He is nearing the day when he’ll be living his own life and making his own decisions. Soon, it will be I who will be praying. I will beg for his safety, his continued happiness, and his home-coming.
Sadly, my son will be embarking on his own adventures soon. It will be a devastating moment for me as a mother, but I will think back to the prayer we shared in the restaurant today. I will remember the maturity and pride he possesses, and I will smile. Son, I love you! I will buy your tux anytime you need me to! That’s what I do, and I can honestly say it’s the greatest job in the world.
My everyday involvement in my son’s life will eventually come to a stop, but I will always have his prayer neatly tucked away in my heart! Yes, my name is Ruth, and I am a mom. Regardless of all that is happening, that will never change.
Are any of you getting your kids ready for prom? Tell me about how it makes you feel in the comment section below. I hope everyone’s weekend is fun, memorable and safe. I look forward to talk to you guys on Monday. I’ll bring the coffee. -R.