My Heart Leaps

So I was never one of those women who would have died if I didn’t have a child.  And I was never one to coo endlessly over a little baby nor felt the need to always want to hold one if a baby is nearby.  I am, however, so grateful for the experience of pregnancy and especially breast feeding which was, by far, the most powerful, amazing and beautiful bonding experience I ever went through.  And I became the mother lion who would do anything, anything, for that son of mine.

When he went through his phase of short, gelled hair, alas I must admit my heart fell a bit – though as a good mother I supported him.  But my heart once again soared when he got into surfing, skateboarding and ultimately wakeboarding and grew his hair long.  I don’t know why, but I always had a penchance for little long haired surfer dude boys.  When Chris’ hair was short I would often think to myself, “so many parents wouldn’t allow their kids to have long hair, and here I am a parent that would allow it, but my kid doesn’t want it!”  Well, the years have gone by and Chris is now 19 years old and still has hair past his shoulders.

So.  Last weekend Ben and I went to the movie “Australia”.  Forget the beautiful and ivory skinned Nicole Kidman, the handsome Hugh Jackman (when did he get so hunky??), when I saw this child – this amazing, gorgeous, long haired, half Aborigine creature – my heart leaped.  I’m not kidding.  In a way that just made me want to immediately do this:

I cannot describe the affinity I had toward this child.  If there was ever a perfect child for Laura, this was it.  Those brown eyes just made me want to run to him, the unkempt long hair, his being half wild, half polite, his pure love and loyalty beyond reason for the woman in the film who became like a mother to him.  Sigh.  Well.  The moment did pass, but in seeing his face again I just have to put it on my blog.  Just note it somewhere.

Beautiful Boy.  Beautiful Boy.

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