--- [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
> my 10th-grade son has his first girlfriend, and they
> are both all mushy for each other. He's in a state
> of bliss now, but I can't help but think that it
> will end at some point and he'll have to deal with
> the heartbreak
Don't ask me why, but this reminded me of the day I
found out for sure that my Dad was totally cool. Set
your WayBack machines for the Summer of '81. I'm home
from Freshman year college ... and had been trying to
keep my relationship with my girlfriend at the time
going across the distance between Philly & Dallas.
Dad asked me to meet him for lunch one afternoon. So
in the midst of our conversation he asks:
"So how's Jennifer?"
She's great, I say.
"No ... I mean, how is she ... in bed?"
"OH HOLY CHRIST!" I'm instantly thinking in an
adolescent blind panic "I AM SO BUSTED!" But I remain
clear-headed enough to know I'd better not try and
flim-flam the old man at this point.
"That's ... good too" I tell him, looking him in the
eye as I say it. What the heck, I've got nothing left
to lose.
"Well", he says, "I'm imagining it'll last just about
as long as you keep thinking that."
I nod as sheepishly as only an 18-something kid can
... end of subject. At least, until we're leaving,
when Dad said:
"Oh, and we won't tell your mother about our
conversation today."
And you know something? I don't think he ever did.
Of course, in the end, Jenny & I lasted almost exactly
as long as he predicted. It broke my heart sure, but
Dad had pretty much prepared me for it.
Which is to say, I guess, that an empty nest can still
be filled with memories. Thanks for the trip down
memory lane! ;-)
Don Rowe
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