Relationships Change, but Bonds Last
By what magic does that red, crying, hungry, demanding newborn
Become the cooing cuddling, laughing, delightful bundle?
How does that no-saying, uncooperative, footstamping, finicky 2-year-old Change into the happy, curious, helpful 3-year-old? What happened to the frightened, crying, clinging first-day kindergartner
That she now is so socially involved in playmates that she has not time for me?
That happy child who used to think her father and I were the source of all truth
Now corrects us with what her teacher said.
At 15, my formerly happy, companionable, creative, humorous child
Became, at the flick of a wrist, an older example of a terrible two: a teenager.
She went away to college as a half grown-up but still dependent child
And returned a delightful, independent adult with strong opinions.
She became my friend and companion with interests to share
Until she developed an all-consuming interest in the man she will marry.
These changes are confusing, sometimes delightful, occasionally difficult.
They come when I am enjoying or adjusting, not ready for change. Life feels like I am sharing a book. My fellow reader finishes a page before I am ready to turn the page.
Anne Sadler reflects on how quickly children, such as her daughter Joan Sadler Walker, shown as a youngster at left, grow up. Joan, above, and her husband, David Walker, now have a daughter of their own.