They Never Fully Grow Up
February 11, 2015
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My youngest son is 22 years old and tomorrow he interviews for a promotion at his workplace. If the interview is successful, he will become the operations manager for a multi-million-dollar sales outlet. All the while, he maintains his school, fishing, social life and relationship. He’s juggling the elements of a man’s life. I am fortunate to witness the growth, just as I have in various ways for his brothers as they have grown into the men they are, and the men they will be. But they never fully grow up…thank goodness.
Today was grocery shopping day. As he headed out this morning, I asked him to add to the list that we keep on the refrigerator any specific items that he wanted to be sure that I purchased on my evening run to the neighborhood Kroger. As I left the house hours later, I took the list from the white note pad without giving it any attention. I folded it around a small stack of coupons and headed out the door.
After perusing the produce department, I paused at the meat case to scan over the list to keep me on track for the evening’s shopping. Many of the items are hastily written, so reading the list is sometimes a study in cryptography. Tonight was no different, except for the two items in his handwriting. Clear as day, were his items: pizza and Cap’n Crunch Cereal. I held the list, chuckled and shook my head. Inside the man is still some boy, and I hope it stays that way forever.
Later, I shared the observation of the list with him, complete with the context described above. He laughed, “I guess my tastes haven’t caught up with the rest of me,” he said with a broad smile.
There’s nothing like daddin’.