Raindrops on my window pane remember another time, another storm, another breath of waiting. It was still new and exciting back then. Now, it’s just worrisome as time goes faster and faster.
Waiting for that look
When you turn your head and wave
Not today – you’ve grown
Imelda at dVerse hosted Haibun Monday with the theme: Waiting. As a mom, I spend a lot of time waiting for my kids – to get ready in the morning, to get them from school, to do their chores; also waiting while they are at their numerous after school activities. I usually try to catch up on correspondence during those few minutes or use that time to type out thoughts for a poem. Sometimes, I just sit and listen to music or to the silence before the kids fill the space.
The picture above is of my older daughter doing a ropes course. See her, on the right, in the trees? Such a brave girl! I realize as they get older, they won’t need me to wait for them anymore. They might go with their friends or (gasp!) be able to drive themselves to/from school, activities. The nine months of waiting for them seemed to last forever and now the time is going too fast! Soon, I will no longer need to wait.
©️ iido 2018
I Do Run 
you described your present position in mothering so beautifully, and soon there will be different types of waiting as they get older, I do sense you are really in the present with them even as you wait. well written
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My heart is filled with your praise. Being present is something I do try to do but difficult with life’s distractions!
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yes same here, it is a struggle when so many are needing our attention and focus. But you seem to cope well, your humour and funny side helps you create fun out of the ordinary. I like that about you, encourages me too.
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Oh dear friend! If I don’t laugh, I will have to cry! 😂 We all have our ways of coping. You encourage me to keep balanced! ❤️
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Childhood is so short!
It’s funny that you wrote about this. Last night I was waiting for my son to unload the dishwasher. And of course he took his good old time doing it.
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Of course! They are slow when we are waiting on them for chores but their growing seems so fast!
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I can totally relate to you…and i tell you i cried the first time my eldest daughter said ” mom can i drive now, so that you won’t have to drive me to school anymore…and consequently i can drive my little sisters to the nearest cafe especially when you are tire.”…ohhhhh
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Oh, I don’t even want to think of that time yet! First day of pre school was hard enough…😭
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Nice phrase: “another time, another storm”
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Thank you, Frank! Not all storms are the same…some can be pleasant and others not so much.
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Ah, this resonates with me. I seeyself in this future.
I like how you measured time in your haibun – with raindrops being magical to being a bother.
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Thank you so much! My oldest is only 10 yet I see it happening already. 😢
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I am late to get around reading the haibuns Idorun, but I really like what you’ve written!
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Reminded me of the time when my son started school. My husband and I were teary-eyed and he had such a puzzled expression. Now at eleven he walks back from school on his own. I don’t have to wait for him at the school gate and I so miss it.
This is so touching, my dear.
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So sweet! 🙂 ❤️
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