Oct 26 2006
The Age of my Heart
About a month or two back, I caught up with an acquaintance that I had met during my climbing days. Back when I knew her, I had always thought she was like me - single and swinging and about my age. Little did I know that she was the mother of a 24 year old man until I chanced upon a couple of conversations.
Some mutual friends had mentioned that W and her son would go climbing and that was the first I ever heard of her having a family. It was a surprise, but not a particularly startling one. The immediate thought that came to mind was a toddler running around the crag by her side.
A few weeks later, another mutual friend described her experience belaying W’s son and she mentioned having difficulties because he was heavier than her. I wondered to myself, what toddler could be heavier than a grown woman? V is not a large girl, but neither is she petite and I couldn’t imagine any toddler being heavier than her unless he had a serious weight issue.
A new found admiration for W came over me that day. I was inspired by this woman who was a mother having a wonderful relationship with her son and still enjoying the passions of her life. I had always felt that any right I had to cultivate my passion for sports was loss the day I became pregnant and gained the title of “Mummy”. Yet here was W displaying a harmonious union between two very different lifestyles.
Perhaps there is hope for me, yet.
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