SUMMER TIME...GOING BYE by b. Malin

It's been one of those Summers, the kind that flies by so fast...Most of us wish it could Last and Last...Especially the Children... The very Young, the not so Young... and the Young at Heart...So this one's for you and for me.

We realize when the kids are gone, grown, on their own, how quiet the house seems...Oh we Love having these quiet times, the long walks, the talks, reconnecting... no schedule...eating what we want when we want...and not feeling guilty. That is until we get the phone call..."Hey, Mom, if you guys aren't busy this weekend how would you like a little company"? It's The oldest son, needs some Me time...as he explained. His Family had different plans and we'd see them in a few weeks.

Of course I'm Thrilled. It's a happy time in his Life, he'd been through some sad years. And so he arrives and goes to the Beach, Boogie Boards...pigs out, and we get to spoil him, and he Loves it. Saturday night, he announces, don't wait up for him...he's going to one of the Casinos. We say fine. We plan to watch a Video or two. And then it's our Bedtime.

Lover Man falls right to sleep after a little Love Making...I am WIDE AWAKE...I get up check, my Mac, and look at the clock which reads 2 A.M. I read some Comments that have been left on my Hubs...And then I decide to start a New Hub, which I finish by 3 A.M. I trot back to bed and try to sleep...and this Son, becomes 17 once again in my mind...and I sleep with one eye opened until at 3:30 I hear the front door open and close and know that he is back, safely back. All Mother's can relate to that feeling. Now I can go to sleep... as I hear the Refrigerator softly open and close.

The next day we join Son at the Beach and I watch him surf as Lover Man reads his book...Then he and I take our usual walk along the Beach and marvel at all we see...It never gets old. And we talk, we always find something to talk about. Later, Son asks me to take a walk along the beach with him and I do. I glance at his wonderful, healthy body and feel so proud that he is mine...and I think of some of those years, some very trying years, some very rewarding years, and now he is a man, with children of his own.

Later we Bar-b-que Chicken, eat wonderful Jersey Corn and Salad...there is even Shrimp and Hot Sauce and we bathe in the Joy of each other's company. Then all too soon it is time for him to go...To go back to being a Dad, his job on Monday, and all the other responsibilities that he has at this stage in his life

We say our Goodbyes...He hugs us both and says what a Wonderful weekend he had. And we echo his sentiments back, and then he is waving and driving away...I brush a tear from my eye as I wave back, and Lover Man looks down and senses my emotions and pulls me close.