The Agent goes.
He has a job as a construction worker now. He rushed off in the morning, came back for a quick bite of food and rushed off again, coming home in the early evening sweaty, dirty and tired, saying "Ima, food, computer" before he rushed up and hit the showers.
I can remember when avoiding the showers was his main goal in life and the thought of work would bring a rash! Now he is grunting and swating and operating this pulley thingee to lift heavy items from the ground through the second story window. And helping me, without complaining, with whatever needs to be done.
It is trite sounding, maudilin, unimaginative, and all those adjectives thrown in. A repeat of what millions of moms and dads have said in the past---but where did the child go? How did these years pass by so fast?
I feel like singing a rendition of Sunrise, Sunset.
Posted by Rachel Ann at March 15, 2005 06:07 AMYes, they do grow up, Baruch Hashem! And you still have little ones at home. My baby is finishing the army, busy with friends and planning his post-army trek abroad, and the next oldest hasn't yet returned. They want to travel around together. But at least there's http://me-ander.blogspot.com/2005/03/mazal-tov.html to keep me busy. Baruch Hashem!!!
Posted by: muse at March 16, 2005 05:29 AM