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Brand New Day: Untested Waters

on March 14, 2019

My current Brand New Day dawned with the Recession of 2008. Within a matter of months  my oldest son’s  job was eliminated. He battled the turbulent tides of semi- or un-employment for almost ten years. He was managing to stay afloat financially with consulting jobs related to his expertise in his former occupation. After I moved to Cleveland six years ago he often dropped by to visit. The many conversations we shared brought new depths to us as mother and son. We developed a routine like a rudimentary Japanese Tea Ceremony.

My son called to see if it was a good time to visit. If I was home it always was. My son drinks iced tea and I prefer coffee so we settled on water. I kept bottled water in the refrigerator for him. When I knew he was on the way I got out a bottle of water and put it on the glass-top coffee table that was my grandmother’s. I set it on a glass coaster, one of a large set we used for water and iced tea when I visited her in the summer as a little girl. After a while we decided that water in a plastic bottle was not good for the environment so I offered him a glass of tap water. Before he left he always took his empty glass to the kitchen.

In the presence of my grandmother’s coffee table and a glass of water set on her coaster we have become friends – two adults talking about his problems and then ranging to past history between us and within our family. He feels safe telling me about his disappointments and serious financial problems which naturally make his wife anxious. I am there to listen and give support. Finally after a seemingly unending two-week-long interview process he was offered the job of his dreams last week. What they want is exactly the skills he possesses. After his first day of work he told me it was the fourth happiest day of his life, after his wedding and the birth of his two sons. He told me he would not be able to visit me as often. I knew that. I was so proud and happy to hear the joy in his voice that I couldn’t ask for anything more. This was the beginning of a Brand New Day.


16 responses to “Brand New Day: Untested Waters

  1. Bill Bisgood says:

    He’s a lucky man. As someone who did not have the opportunity of knowing my mother as an adult, I’m so glad you had these times together. Thank you for sharing.

  2. Luanne says:

    Wonderful! Congrats to him!

  3. Dale says:

    Without the need for dire consequences,I can only hope one day my sons and I will reach such a lovely type of relationship as you share with your son.

    And congratulations to him for finding such joy and gainful employment!

  4. vivachange77 says:

    Thank you, Dale. From what you have written about your family life I think you will. Also, you are a fun person to have as a mother. ❤

  5. Resa says:

    YAY!!!! I love this post!!!! ❦

  6. What a lovely “Mom! I’m home!” story. And what a gift, for both you and for him. As a mom, I understand how wonderful it is when a child sends good news. Especially an adult child.

  7. This just warms my heart as a mom. You are both so rich to have that, but I know it doesn’t just happen, good relationships take work and time.
    Allbest to him in his new job, that is great news–

    • vivachange77 says:

      Thank you, Rose. Over the years my sons have stuck with me and I with them. I feel what we share is the greatest blessing of my life. Thanks for your good wishes for his new job.

  8. hbsuefred says:

    “A son is a son till he takes a wife. A daughter is a daughter all the days of her life.” Another one of those “old sayings” flies out the window. The first part based on your experiences, the latter based on mine! Hope and trust all generations of your family (and I’m keeping my fingers crossed for mine) are currently, at least, well and thriving!

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