A Mothers Ramblings: Holding Hands On The Way To School

Monday, 17 June 2019

Holding Hands On The Way To School

Whilst walking Dan Jon to School the other morning, I let him know that I might not be able to pick him up that afternoon as I had agreed to help a friend and timings were a little tight. Dan Jon was totally fine about this because he is what is called a free walker, it means he doesn't actually have to have a parent at the School to walk him home, but it's a tradition that on a Friday night I'm there and we walk home together.

I let him know that when he gets back from a residential in a couple of weeks time that I will probably walk home with him every night until the end of the School year. It'll only be a couple of weeks and Dan Jon asked why I felt I needed to do this.

I explained, in a couple of weeks, I'd no longer be able to walk him to School holding his hand as he was going to Senior School.

ippaD and Dan Jon holding hands whilst walking to School

Dan Jon took offence at this and stopped in the middle of the path on the way to School to stop and look at me.

Mum, you could walk me to School when I go to senior school and I know you're thinking that I will not want to hold your hand in case someone laughs at me, but you know what?

I would laugh at them.

I would laugh at them for thinking that showing affection to someone I love, to someone who cares for me, for being loving towards my Mother was something to be amused by.

I would pity them for it.

I would pity them for thinking that showing affection to someone I love, to someone who cares for me, for being loving towards my Mother was something to be amused by because obviously, they don't have anyone in their life who makes them feel loved, cared for or so comfortable expressing their love that they don't care who sees them showing it.

I love you Mum and nothing is going to stop me from expressing that, wherever and whenever I want.

I didn't know what to say, other than I loved him too. I guess I really am lucky with that son of mine.