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The Bus is Leaving Soon

  While you cannot see it in this photo, this little boy is a magician, an entrepreneur, a child of God, a wizard, time traveler, globe trotter, hacker, Apple genius, cinematographer, singer, artist, stockbroker, friend, son, brother and more.  From the day this picture was taken, I have placed one photo a year in a school bus photo frame that has only one seat left.  I have the senior picture that goes in that last slot and I simply cannot place it on that bus.  That would  mean that he has grown up well and is ready to head out on his own.  He may be ready, but I am not.

   They say hindsight is twenty twenty and when I started filling the seats in his bus, I should have started a similar frame and put a picture of me in it each year.  The first year would have a young mom with a full head of hair taking her son to school for the first time.   As the years passed, my hair would be thinner, my hips a bit wider, my smile even larger and my memories even greater. The last picture can be one of me racing to the boarding gate at the airport to catch a plane to go visit my boy at college, my smile still wide.  Now that the bus is full, I know that it has been a fantastic ride.


My daughter has a similar bus and she still has five years or five seats worth of pictures before she drives off to college.   I imagine my hair will continue to fall onto the bus floor and while I enter an age of cholesterol awareness and walking for health, my hips are a little smaller.  The memories are just as great and I fear the day that both vehicles have left the garage. 

I'm toying with the idea of putting up another bus photo frame and filling it with pictures of each visit I make to see my children at college.  I realize that I may need more than the standard 12 seats, and may need to start planning for a fleet of vehicles.  My greatest joy would be leaving this world one day with a wall full of buses and every seat filled.  My neighbors would certainly think me crazy, but that's probably already crossed their minds before now.  


Anonymous said…
I'm not sure why, but this story has me on the verge of tears. Joy or sadness? Not sure. Good job mom.

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