Rú’s Bday!
Since I’ve started reliving the baby years, and alongside that, spending my days with teenage Ruben, I’ve discovered such unfathomable consonances that nostalgia inevitably takes hold of me.
In another life, in a small town, Rú was still newborn-sized 14 years ago and made me the happiest woman alive. The days, weeks, months, and years we spent together are among the most beautiful moments of my life. I owe him moments that can never be brought back again: shared laughter, the sound of little feet toddling along at dawn, the scent of warm hugs, and the wishes and dreams we made come true. And I can feel how quickly these 14 years have passed since then, and part of me breaks at the thought that the baby-scented days are gone, along with those walks when we used to go hand in hand through the streets, with tiny fingers wrapped around mine. But at the same time, I see the man he has become and the man he is still becoming, and it still hurts, but I smile too. Because I don’t only see him — this 14-year-old on the threshold of adulthood — I also see his brave, devoted soul, carrying a thousand values, and it has always been that way. He was like this when he stood up for me, like this when he went through his first challenges, and like this when he conquered his first fears. And I know he will always remain like this. Priceless and never to be recreated.
Happy birthday, Rú!
I love being your mom ♥















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