Hugs All Around

I have procrastinated writing about the reunion with my birth son for a variety of reasons, or so I have been telling myself these past two months. I had to spend time processing it first. I had more unpacking, dental appointments, that crazy 10K mud run, and then work became rather demanding. In reality, I have been putting it off as long as I can because… Well, just how do you reduce the culmination of 18 years of waiting into an essay, and do it justice? Today is the day I try.

We were to meet them at their hotel and then go to lunch at Pizza Luce, a short walk away. Walking into the lobby, I scanned what seemed to be many people milling about, confused. After all, I was a little late, as usual. Where were they? Glancing down the hallway leading to the meeting rooms, I saw Jim step into view. We hugged, and he directed me to the first room off the corridor. Nancy and Clint were looking out the window across the harbor. They turned, and I swear, it was like the slow motion reels in movies, walking towards our first real mother-son embrace. I didn’t really want to let him go, but suddenly my mom, Nikole, Michael, and Bob had joined us and for a while we were enveloped in a small storm of hugs, greetings, pictures, pictures, and pictures.

We made it to our lunch destination where I sat across from Michael, Clint, and Nikole sitting in a row. It was hard to take my eyes off of him. He is so beautiful. Conversation flowed around the table as if old friends were picking up from where they left off. Before the end of the meal, Michael and Clint were in their own world, conversing about cars and other typical boy topics.

The rest of the visit was more of the same, though the wheels of time surely sped up for the occasion. There were walks along the Lake, a late lunch at our house, and then the hugs that meant good-bye.

Thankfully, this time I won’t have to wait so long before I can give him another.

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5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Priscilla
    Sep 27, 2011 @ 16:06:12

    To be able to write the sentence “Michael, Clint, and Nikole sitting in a row”… Well. That’s what it’s all about. 🙂

    Reply

  2. Dula Baker
    Sep 27, 2011 @ 17:53:05

    Well said to sum up such a momentous occasion. It’s one of those “You should have been there”; too many awesome experiences…… Thanks for letting me be a part of this special time. Mom

    Reply

  3. robin
    Sep 29, 2011 @ 08:30:15

    Been waiting for this, but didn’t want to ask. So happy for you.

    Reply

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