Over the course of the last nine months, my son and I got to know each other better in ways that I believe would not have been possible if we had not been thrown into a lockdown. It wasn’t always easy to navigate the mother-son dance. He came into this world at the saddest point in my life. Sometimes I think that he might have absorbed some of the sadness while he was in my womb. When he was born, he was the biggest baby in the nursery with the widest most beautiful smile. To this day, every time I look at him, I am reminded of God’s faithfulness through and through.
He and I had some challenging years as we sought understand each other better. But always, no matter how difficult, there was always love, respect, understanding and patience to see us through. At 22 he has become the best son any mother could ask for. So responsible and caring, thoughtful, and ever reliable. There were a lot of times during the pandemic when our bond grew stronger and closer that grew out of the many hours we spent together doing housework, preparing meals, trading stories, sharing laughter. I’d like to believe that we began to see each through a different lens. I saw his heart up close, as he saw mine, and now we understand each other so much more.
It’s not always easy for a parent to shift from viewing one’s child as no longer a child, but now an adult. The pandemic gave me countless opportunities to do that, and to further strengthen our mother-son bond. I will always be grateful for that. This season in our life has not been easy, but by God’s amazing grace, I have discovered and continue to discover many precious gifts along the way.