Dear Ryan (aka Master Yi-Yi),
As you rapidly approach the halfway mark through high school, I pause and reflect how quickly we have reached this point. No longer are you the screaming baby who didn’t let me get any sleep or the chubby toddler who took off running almost as soon as you learned to walk. Grandpa’s mower ceased to hold that twinkly eyed fascination long ago and outings to the hardware store for fun are but a distant memory.
A car has replaced your Power Wheels jeep, outings with friends have replaced playdates at the park, the yardwork you found so fascinating has turned into a chore, and your squeaky voice has become that of a man.
I am both dumbfounded at how quickly we have moved through each stage, although at the time some days seemed endless, and excited to visualize the man you are becoming. Although at times you remain that strong willed, stubborn little boy, you also show genuine caring and compassion. You continue to keep me on my toes, one second making me so angry and the next laughing at your silliness. Your laugh is still infectious, and I can’t get enough of your giggles even now.
I still see so clearly that little face peeking out the window fighting back tears as the bus pulled you away from me. And in a flash, you are a hulking sixteen year old with a brand new license burning a hole in your pocket. Now you can’t wait to get away and go off on your own.
And weren’t you just that timid little boy at the skate park, who needed to observe the activity for great lengths of time before you felt comfortable enough to join in? Now, you and your friends ARE those teenage boys you used to admire from afar. And you’re the one teaching at the summer skate camp you loved so much.
I am trying to savor these times because I know too quickly even these days will pass. I try not to get bogged down in daily drudgery because our times together are dwindling. One day soon, you will leave home as an adult, no longer a child. And much too quickly, we will move onto another phase. I hope when we get there, I have done my job adequately and given you the tools you need to soar.
Until then, I will relish the remaining time we have together, and I am thankful that I get to be your mother.