Trees that are slow to grow bear the best fruit. ~Molière
“You knew this day was coming.” My mom gravely reminds me. What day is that? The day I am no longer the coolest person to hang out with, the day Kyle doesn’t really want to plan his activities with me, the day when I find myself replaced. Yes that day has happened, at least it’s on the verge. My own person Apocalypse.
Now don’t get me wrong, it’s not a bad thing, not in the slightest. I’m more than thrilled Kyle has friends and he’s learned to build a relationship with someone other than me, his Gigi, pappy and Aunt Nikki. Good sign Kyle is on his way to being a normal teenager. We hope!
The issue doesn’t reside with Kyle but with me. I personally need to adjust to this new standard and new way of being. Kyle has always been by my side, for everything. It’s pretty commonplace to find us together, no matter what we were doing, the movies, roller skating, snowboarding, cooking, grocery shopping, Christmas shopping…. you get the point. Even going to picnics and parties at my friends’ houses, Kyle was always invited and he would tag along, mostly for the food or the idea of playing with other kids.
Why this sudden reminiscing about the good old days? Because they are slowly slipping away and becoming a thing of the past. Kyle is not wanting to hang out with his Aunt Heather as much. Who am I kidding, soon it will turn into, ‘Not At All!’
The other day I mentioned to Kyle, “Buddy we still need to hit the slopes, before winter is over.” His response, “Umm we’ll see.” What is he the adult regulating my activities? I added, “Why don’t you see if Duncan skis or snowboards and I’ll take you both up to the slopes.” His comment, “Ok! I’ll ask him, that would be fun!” Yep! I thought that was going to be his response.
It wasn’t just the snowboarding, although that’s always been our thing together, but it was the movies too! Same story, I’d ask him if he wanted to go to the movies and the same blasé response, until I mentioned he should ask his friend to go, then it turns into a big deal and it’s exciting. Again, I will reiterate, I am ecstatic that Kyle has friends and he has fun with them, but come on, throw the aunt a bone.
I knew this was going to happen, but it doesn’t make it any less depressing. I should have seen it from that single moment when I dropped Kyle off at school and he wouldn’t let me walk him to his classroom in first grade. That was the beginning of the this uncontrollable, unpredictable avalanche. Yep, even as recent as this past June in the sixth grade, not even a year ago, he wouldn’t dance with me for his Folk Festival at school. Denied! No Dance For You!
Yes, I remember it wasn’t that long ago when Kyle was at daycare, one of his favorite places to hang might I add, and even though he had friends, when I walked in the door he was excited to see me! He would come home and tell me all about his friend Luke. He would say, “Aiya, my sviend (friend) Lutty (Luke).” I remember when he first started talking about his friend Luke. It was Luke this and Luke that. Ironically, I did get to meet Luke and his parents and get to know his mom over the years. I still talk to Sue Lander, the mom on Facebook from time to time.
Unfortunately, Luke was a grade younger than Kyle, so I’m sure they see each other, but aren’t glued at the hip like they once were. Plus Luke is a lot like his mom, into running, not Kyle’s cup of tea. He prefers his video games. Different interests build distances between old friendships, I guess it happens.
His newest gang? That would be Mr. Duncan, Kyle’s Very Own Big Bang Theory. I’m happy he has friends he enjoys, and Duncan seems to enjoy hanging out with Kyle.
Kyle and I still have our interests, reading books and discussing them, church, sled riding and cooking. All good activities to do together. My favorite is our exchange of books. Yes we swop books that we read and enjoyed (age appropriate). We discuss the characters and the storyline and we use these new worlds for our own person inside jokes and funnies. Example, this past weekend, yesterday morning as a matter of fact, Kyle and I took the dogs for a hike up through the woods, not Kyle’s suggestion might I add. When we were walking back, Kyle was trying to uproot smaller trees. Why? No clue, but who cares, he’s a boy and he was having fun. I said, “You better watch it, you might upset Treebeard!” We both laughed at that one, for only someone who read the Lord of the Rings books would understand, I’m not just talking about watching the movies.
Yep, me and Kyle are two of a kind. I only hope and pray we will always remain this tight. He is my little man and I am his Aiya.
Here are some old videos of Kyle roller skating, he really worked hard at it. Enjoy!