I used to ” think about” my two sons’ safety, eating habits, their health, their lack of sleep, their future, etc. etc. Now that my two adult sons are happily married I only worry a little bit every now and then. But I used to worry a lot more about them.
Well, they each have a wonderful, strong, intelligent, and loving wife. I never worry about them either… much. Well I do “think” about them all a little bit but not on a daily basis and only under extenuating circumstances. The following are some of those “circumstances.”
1. When there were tornado warnings near their homes or where one son delivered food for his income. When there are severe weather warnings, I wondered if they checked the weather that morning and were aware of potential danger. Who knows, maybe they weren’t listening to the weather channel and could drive into a hail storm, a tornado, or hurricane, or a blizzard.
Somebody had to watch out for them. Right? Only in extenuating circumstances I tried to call them to warn them. But sometimes they didn’t answer the phone; then I was afraid to call them again since I might distract them from their driving under adverse conditions. What’s a mother to do?
I’ve become a weather watcher since both sons and families are always on the go. They all have phone apps that give them warnings about the weather. So I have greatly decreased my anxiety over this one.
If they aren’t home, I know they have common sense to get in out of the weather. They are all really quite competent and able to take care of themselves. But at least they know I love them.
2. There was one of those rare winter ice/snow storms within one or two hours of 5 o’clock traffic. The kind of storm that backs up traffic for miles and only allows traffic to move 50 feet in 30 minutes with more snow/ice coming down and icing up the roads. Such a storm occurred and was christened “The Snow Apocalypse!”
The son who delivered food in his car called to tell me his phone charger wasn’t working, his phone battery was almost dead, his car suddenly got stuck in the ice because traffic was so slow, and his blood sugar was getting low! This actually happened!
I immediately envisioned him going into hypoglycemic shock since there was no food in the car and he couldn’t pull off to get any without risking being stuck and not reaching his apartment, (where his fiance’ would be waiting), before midnight!
Thankfully someone helped him get his car unstuck and he parked in a parking lot. Then he called to tell me he was going to walk home to his apartment in the snow and ice. The distance? A mere two and a half miles! I had visions of him collapsing on the walk from any number of factors: hypoglycemia, exhaustion, freezing after falling or a car slipping on the ice and hitting him.
His long, leather trench coat, gloves, ski mask, boots and hat, not to mention the sheer, ferocious will that he would make it, kept him from freezing and kept him going. I believe the “Fight or flight” Adrenalin he had pumping in his system loosed the stored glucose in his body and his blood sugar rose to normal.
He got home safely, tired and hungry. His fiance’ and I were worried sick that something might happen to him walking on the side of Glenwood Avenue with cars slipping and sliding all over the place. Can you see why I worry??
His fiance’ had been a few blocks ahead of him and wanted to go back to help him. He told me to relay the message to her that he wanted her to go on ahead and be safe. When he walked in the door she embraced him with relief, then gave him a good chewing out for scaring her to death! Then he called me to let me know he was safe.
3. When a hurricane is coming toward our coast, which is an hour and a half away from my second son and his family. Am I worried? Nah…well, a little bit. Well a lot. They now have a three year old and a one year old. They will be safe, I am sure…..Well, if they come stay with me, they will be!!
4. When first son was delivering in dangerous parts of town or post football or fraternity party nights where everyone was acting crazy, I was worried. What if his car broke down in a bad area of town when he is delivering food at night? Well, he is an imposing six foot, six inches tall. Still, mothers will always worry about their adult kids.
6. When my second son works his computer job at night and his wife works during the day from home. They swap turns taking care of their little ones and neither of them get enough sleep. Sleep deprivation is part of being a parent though.
7. While my second son’s wife was pregnant with their second son, and already had a toddler, they were living in the country, thirty minutes from the nearest hospital. Imagine my anxiety when I heard she was due in January! Could be snowing! There is a whole boat load of “concern” right there!
Do I need to worry about my adult sons and their families? Probably not. Maybe it’s more a matter of “I have to worry a little bit at least.” They don’t need me like they did.
But after raising one from birth and knowing the second son from his teens; and then they married and moved away, I guess I have to feel like they still need me at least a little bit.
They do need a mother who thinks about them and prays for their safety and still loves them and their wonderful families. Everyone should have a mother who misses them and loves them. But then I bet they know that already!