Wasn’t it just yesterday that he was three-years-old, donning a costume and zipping around our house as the cutest caped-crusader ever?
Wasn’t it just yesterday that our neighborhood street was safe, all thanks to him, cruising up and down the sidewalk in his very own, battery-powered Batmobile? (Undoubtedly the very best gift Santa brought him. Ever.)
Wasn’t it just last Halloween when I asked, “What do you want to wear for trick-or-treat?”
Wasn’t it just this last birthday that he requested a special cake?
Wasn’t it just yesterday that it didn’t matter whether we were choosing a birthday theme, a gift for a friend, a Halloween costume or a Christmas gift, his answer was always the same, year after year after year:
Batman.
Wasn’t it just yesterday that my little boy was Batman, wearing his cape everywhere? To preschool. To the grocery store. To his grandparents’ house. (But not to church. He had a polo-style shirt with a Batman logo embroidered on for those special occasions.)This little superhero had more Batman-themed clothing, toys and accessories than one could ever imagine.
Wasn’t it just yesterday, that I’d iron out the wrinkles in his overly worn cape, making sure it was perfect for the fall costume parades at school?
So how did it happen that today I was pressing a dress shirt and freshening a tie for his senior pictures? And when did he become old enough to drive off in my car, not his Batmobile?
Because somehow, some way, time flew by and Batman is now a senior in high school.
Wasn’t it just yesterday that he entered kindergarten, and his oldest sister graduated from high school?
Wasn’t it just yesterday that he played in the sandbox with his older brother, making roads and rivers and forests with mud water and tree branches?
Wasn’t it just yesterday he watched cartoons with his baby sister as they drank apple juice from sippy cups?
Oh Batman, how I miss you. But I am so proud of the young man you have become. Go forth, my son. The world is at your feet. Be respectful. Be kind to others. Be empathetic and sympathetic. Pray daily. Never take those you love for granted. Work hard, to the glory of God. Always do your best, especially when no one is looking. Give generously of yourself and of your gifts.
When the world seems harsh and knocks you down, get up, brush it off, keep going and remember that you are loved.
And if all else fails, just quietly whisper to yourself of something you’ve always known…
“I’m Batman.”
Love, Mom
Read more from Lynne Cobb on her blog, Midlife Random Ramblings
Janie Emaus
Monday 5th of May 2014
Great post! And you'll always be the Mother of Batman.
Lynne
Monday 5th of May 2014
Thanks, Janie! I am thinking a Batman's mom themed Mother's Day :-)
Kim Jorgensen Gane
Monday 5th of May 2014
Aww, Lynne. I feel you, and I do not look forward to my little boy, who is only just nearing the end of fifth grade, graduates. At the same time, I do look forward to witnessing what he will become, as I have watched his sisters move through high school, college, get married and start grown up lives. Glorious and poignant and hard and wonderful. xo
Lynne
Monday 5th of May 2014
I totally get it, Kim. One left to graduate...it is really getting hard for me to think "we're going into the last year" after four of them. But it is fun to enjoy them as adults, too!
joan stommen
Monday 5th of May 2014
This is so well written...brought a few tears. Mine are in their 40's....but I still think like this at times! Loved "go forth my son".....and all the hopes and wisdom you send him off with!
Melissa Lawler
Monday 5th of May 2014
It's amazing how quickly it goes. My youngest just turned 27 and I swear it was just yesterday that she was running around in a diaper while the sun made her coppery red hair appear on fire.
Lynne
Monday 5th of May 2014
Melissa, it goes by way to fast!!!