Hey guys,
Every Three Minutes
We got back from our second vacation. Boy are these kids in Italy spoiled when it comes to summer vacation. I spent the last two summers in California, so this is a new experience for me ~ that is, staying here in Italy. The kids have spent tons of time at the beach playing. Then they came home and we all left for the mountains for a week.
Believe it or not we still have a couple more vacations lined up our sleeves, but they are top secret. 
It looks like we are getting a much longer vacation than the states as school is slated to start September 15th.
I love coming home after being away. You get a fresh look at things. It’s peaceful and calm.
What I didn’t expect would happen is that da boyz would grow up over night. When they were littler, I heard my name called non stop round the clock. Then suddenly, seriously, from yesterday to today,
silence.
It’s a crazy silence. It’s beautiful and sweet, but boy do I miss them. They have been out playing with their friends and haven’t come home for any reason what-so-ever. I keep going outside and asking them if they are hungry. I have hamburgers ready for them in the oven. It’s so sad that we love our kids with all of our hearts and then they grow up.
My mom told me that all of my life. She said, you’ll see, one day. Now I see. So?! What’s the point? We did a good job? Yes, we did. Still, the silence is loud, the burgers are ready and today, now, at this moment, I miss my boyz calling me, bugging me, every three minutes.
it is an especially bitter sweet moment when we realize that our little boys are growing up and don’t need us in the way we are used to being needed. I want to drink their little “boyness” in and never forget it and never let it go! I look at my big handsome fiercly independent son in college now, and I’m always asking myself…where did that five year old little boy go, that couldn’t go to bed unless I stood next to his bed and sang him one more song… where did that little boy go that used to call out to me all the time: “talk-a-me mommy, talk-a-me!” Now I can hardly get him to “text” me! ah, so sad.
Thanks Meli, for the kind words. They made me think. I try to appreciate each and every moment with the little guys while they grow up. Sometimes they just seem like whirlwinds of energy that I want to capture with words. I think the kids will always need us. I hope! They sure do fill our lives with love, don’t they?
Julie
Treasure those moments, their childhood is gone in a flash! I find it really hard to believe my little girls are now 26 and 30, gulp.
Really sweet, well-written post, Julie. Enjoy the rest of your summer!
Oh Julie, you brought tears to my eyes on this one. I’m lucky that I have 3 boys in completely different stages (16, 11 & 6), but watching my 16 year old grow into a man and knowing how quickly it will happen to the others makes me sad! I don’t want time to stop, but it is going by fast.
I just watched The Peaceful Warrior movie and it reminded me to enjoy every moment. I’m trying to do just that, but today was hard as it was the boys first day of school….i.e. quiet house, and I missed them so much.
Stiff upper lip, stiff upper lip! Thank you for your insight. You write so well, I’m so proud of you “)