Yesterday we had a visit from our youngest grand child. He was the eighth and last I think but who knows these days. Troy rode up in his new bike which he got for graduation. We helped with the cost rather than buy a gift separately. He came just before getting ready time for his ceremony to thank us for the gift and explain why we were unable to attend. He was given five seat tickets and this accommodated the immediate family only.
Somehow he has grown up this year with muscles showing signs of development and a marked change in his voice. His ability to express himself sets him away from the silliness often associated with a 13 year old. After greetings to his grandmother and great grandmother we left for a game of pool.Troy said if I drove him home we could play for half an hour. We just began our game and the phone rang with his mom wondering where the heck he was . Mom was getting anxious. He explained and all was well.
This is the time when we talk one on one and share our inner feelings. With a little coaxing he revealed that he was sad to leave his school and teachers as well as his friends, He had a good year and played all school sports but more than that he grew up and accepted more responsibility for himself. For kids this age it means he finally kept his room tidy and helped mom. Theresa and I are very proud of this little fellow and look forward to his visits. Now that he will be in Secondary school this may change with his busy schedule and need to belong to the group. We will now have to share him with many others and new school activities.
Another milestone for Troy and an even more important one for us. Life has been good to us and my hope is that it will be as good for Troy.
Somehow he has grown up this year with muscles showing signs of development and a marked change in his voice. His ability to express himself sets him away from the silliness often associated with a 13 year old. After greetings to his grandmother and great grandmother we left for a game of pool.Troy said if I drove him home we could play for half an hour. We just began our game and the phone rang with his mom wondering where the heck he was . Mom was getting anxious. He explained and all was well.
This is the time when we talk one on one and share our inner feelings. With a little coaxing he revealed that he was sad to leave his school and teachers as well as his friends, He had a good year and played all school sports but more than that he grew up and accepted more responsibility for himself. For kids this age it means he finally kept his room tidy and helped mom. Theresa and I are very proud of this little fellow and look forward to his visits. Now that he will be in Secondary school this may change with his busy schedule and need to belong to the group. We will now have to share him with many others and new school activities.
Another milestone for Troy and an even more important one for us. Life has been good to us and my hope is that it will be as good for Troy.
The baby of the family is a baby no more! What are we to do -- but be proud as punch and share his bittersweet feelings that make life the rich, lush, journey it is.
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