I’m so proud to see my lad, all grown and handsome, in a suit ready for the farewell at school. A flash of memories brings goose bumps and to realize how quickly time has flown is unbelievable.
I remember your first day at school, all of three and half, you clung to my fingers and that following gaze of mixed emotion when I left you in your class cannot be forgotten. Those few days, I was on leave and I’d come to pick you up, you used to come running (I thought then –here is an athlete in the making!) to me. That look of happiness on you face was priceless. You are a brave boy, very cautious with everything you do and a loving child.
Remember the first day of your swimming class? You refused to let go of your instructor and later on even bit him! And look at you, a good swimmer who heads off to the beach for a swim with friends. Lucky auto driver he got to accompany you on all your swimming sessions!
Now that you have grown, I am sure you will understand what my career means to me. It is not an easy task to juggle, though I did fairly well multi tasking. I wish I had the rewind button. I wish I had spent more time with you in your growing up years. My wish list is long and few with regret (you know how bosses are). But I am a very happy mother with great memories to recall of all the times we had shared.
That hug I got, every evening when I came back from work and that smile on your face was my reward and reassurance. I used to look forward to the evening especially when you used to demand answers for the most unanticipated questions. Don’t mean to embarrass you, but those were my silent admiration moments. I marveled at your intellect.
