“Just one more Mommy! This will be the last one.”
I have lost count of how many times I’ve heard this while my children are growing up. The last swing. The last dip under the water. The last run in the snow. I have learned to wait patiently on the side, watching them enthusiastically finish their play. Often I watch with a smile on my face, but sometimes I watch with impatience – especially when the cold is nipping at my fingers, toes, and ears!
Yesterday my children and I walked through the park we used to spend plenty of time at when they were younger. They went through each part of the park: the swings, the see-saw (teeter-totter), the jungle gym, the hideout, the water park. Each spot they visited brought back to them the memories they had of the last time they had spent summer days there. I sat back and waited (as is usual for a mom 🙂 ) while they took the trip down memory lane.
I am sure that this will not be the last time we will walk through this park. But it may be the last time they wish to play there. My children are growing up and now I wait for them, not in the park, but in the stores as they look at trinkets and items of clothing.
When was the last time you sat waiting in the park?
(This post was inspired by the Five Minute Friday prompt: last)
© Colline Kook-Chun, 2013