Thursday, June 14, 2018

Thirty

Three. (With sister, Tiana)

Tristan on the left.
Somewhere in the middle years.
With beloved friend, Zack (and brother, Dillon)
How did this happen?
April 7, 1991.
Husby and I were visiting with his mother and other family members in her home in Fort MacLeod, Alberta.
It had been a beautiful day.
Great food.
Lots of laughter.
And birthday cake.
Also somewhere in the middle...
We were celebrating the birth of her son, Husby's youngest brother.
Who was turning thirty.
I was sitting beside her as she shook her head, her eyes on her tall son standing with his wife and several children.
"Wow," she said. "I can't believe my baby's 30!"
I looked at my various children running in and out--the youngest with a second piece of absconded cake in his already-chocolate-coated fingers.
"I can't believe my baby's nearly three!" I said, thinking I was somehow still in the competition.
She smiled.
Move forward a few years.
It's June 14, 2018.
Husby and I were visiting over breakfast. "Wow! June 14," I said. "Tristan's birthday!"
"Yep." He nodded. "What year is this?"
I thought about it for a moment. "Huh. Thirty!" I looked at him. "I can't believe my baby's thirty!"
Yeah, Mom Tolley. I get it now.
Happy Birthday, Son.
Today. With youngest daughter, Twizzle (aka: Elizabeth).

9 comments:

  1. There are so many things I did not understand until years later...so many things.

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  2. So amazing how time flies. I can't believe my kids are now 28 and 32.

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  3. His turn before long..it will seem like a twitch in time....he won't be able to believe his baby is thirty.

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  4. My how the years fly, Diane. My oldest baby will be 30 in a few years too. Mind-boggling.

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  5. A very happy birthday to him, and birthing day to you.

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  6. Time really does fly by, doesn't it? My oldest just turned 31, yet I remember him being a little baby in my arms like it was yesterday!

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  7. Twizzle's hairdo is fabulous! And yep, the years fly by, whether the "baby" is three or thirty. I really think it's equally mystifying at every age where the time has gone, but more of a hard shock when it's thirty and more.

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  8. I understand perfectly. I make similar comments every time one of mine hits a big "0' birthday. and two of my grandchildren are already in their twenties!

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