I had a song in my head the other day so like any good computer lover who didnt have the song readily available, I youtubed it. I didnt know who sang it, so I just clicked on a link that looked right and ended up with a cover that sang the song as a duet. I'd initially been thinking of it because reading the lyrics had me waxing poetic about Peter (and the fact that we are coming upon 14 years- where has that time gone????)
I was playing the youtube clip and holding Bobby, dancing with him. As the words began, it dawned on me that this song really expressed how much I love my children. Slowly rocking to the beat around the living room, as I held Bobby's little hand in mine, the weight of his body gently warming me, I looked into his big brown eyes and open smile and suddenly the next thirty years sped by my eyes in a simple blink. I saw his high school and college graduations... his bringing home "the one"... and then that moment, on a candlelit dancefloor, as I once again had my baby in my arms, moving along a dance floor. No longer a boy, but my son, a grown man, with those same chocolate eyes and olive skin... that same dark hair and wide mouthed grin... Not teaching him to dance with me but saying good-bye so that he could dance with the one he had waited a thousand years for.
I wont lie: as the images faded and my two and a half year old and I were once again in our living room, there was a tear there. The time flies by faster than I'd ever thought possible.