Saturday, October 15, 2011

My Right Arm

There have been times in my life when all I wanted or needed to be happy, was to have my children be happy. As a friend of mine always says, "You're only as happy as your unhappiest child." So true. Right now I have two happy children. I am happy. And so, so grateful. Our village is vast and powerful, and I give it much of the credit for our collective happiness.

When Anxiety tries to get me to worry about what's "next" for Rojo after high school, I only need to look around at his ever-expanding village, and realize, it's not all up to me. In fact, "next" is already under construction. I don't know how it will look, but I know that something good is coming!

We took Rojo to the football game on Thursday night (no school Friday). We've been taking him to all the home games since Woohoo was a freshman. He likes to "direct" the band. The band has come to count on it, and some of the horn players are even able to continue playing through their smiling mouths. On Thursday we told Rojo he needed to stop hanging out with us, and go see his friends in the student section. He did. It was awkward. It was painful. It wasn't all that successful, but he did it. We watched as he tried to enter existing circles of conversation and one group after another patiently at worst, and delightedly, at best, spoke to him until he moved on to the next circle.

On the way home in the car he piped up with, "I love my life. I love my friends. I love my school. I just love my life."

I can think of at least ten moms I know that would give their right arm to hear their kid(s) say that.

That's so much more than "enough," that's everything.


5 comments: said...

I can think of hardly anyone who is as in love with life as him.

He's a lucky guy.

Elizabeth said...

I love hearing these nuggets of your life -- your persistent enthusiasm and realistic acknowledgments of difficulty are always inspiring.

Dee said...

Rojo is--in anyway anyone looks at life--special. He is a gift to and from the Universe. And you, Carrie, have encouraged the joy that seems central to who he is.

I'm crying over his beauty.


kario said...

I am so impressed that you are able to stop and appreciate these moments of happiness with such clarity. While I totally agree with you about being happy that your kids are happy, my anxiety generally rears its ugly head more when things are going well - to remind me to duck when the other shoe drops.

I am so thrilled that you are all enjoying this peaceful, grateful time.


Amber said...

Oh that is so awesome!

*big smiles*