Slice of Life Timehop ... Chasing Shadows, Chasing Dreams #SOL17 #TWTBlog

The flash of red catches my eye.  I turn to watch him jump off the bench arms lassoing some object in his mind.  He continues down the path and then stomps with both feet exclaiming, “Gotcha!”  Then he is off in pursuit of his next victory.  Lasso, stomp, gotcha continues over and over until he captures every shadow on the quad.

Mom.

I turn and realize the tour group had continued on.  I was so engrossed in watching this boy I forgot what I was doing.

Sorry.

I jog to catch up to my son who is waiting for me to rejoin the group.  While my body moves forward to catch up to him, my heart wants to go back to my spot on the college quad watching the carefree joy of the young boy catching shadows.  I want to go back to imaginary play, fits of laughter, and years ahead of us.  I want to go back to answerable questions, bed routines, and endless hours building legos.  I want to go back.  I look between this young boy and my son, now a young man, and wonder how it has all gone so fast.

I catch up as he holds the door for me to enter the building and rejoin the group.

This is the science building so I don’t want to miss it.  She is a biology major.  She can show us some of the labs in the building because she has access. 

That’s cool.

I look back, only for a moment, and see the young boy grab his dad’s hand as they head off on their way.  I turn my attention to the tour and realize I don’t where I am headed.  This next step is uncharted.  I look at my son and I see anticipation.  His eyes are sparkling and set to his future.  He has so many opportunities ahead of him.  So many hopes and dreams.  I focus on him.  I set my gaze ahead so I don’t miss a single moment looking back as he moves forward.

Clare