November 14, 2012
November 14, 2012
I just had my first semi-Cat’s in the Cradle moment—phone conversation with my son, Tate, a college student…
Tate: Mom, did you call me? (he sounded rushed)
Me: Yes, have you decided about Thanksgiving? Are you going back to Dallas or staying in Fayetteville?
Tate: Honestly I haven’t even thought about it. I’m so busy it hasn’t crossed my mind.
Me: Well, you know if you stay in Fayetteville, you can eat dinner with us. We are going to Paula’s house. (my sister-in-law)
Tate: When is it?
Me: Next week.
Tate: What day?
Me: Tate, Thanksgiving is always on Thursday.
Tate: Yeah, yeah, I know. (I hear talking/laughing in the background…) Okay so I think I will stay in Fayetteville for Thanksgiving and go to Dallas for the weekend. I just haven’t had time to think about it.
Me: I’ll let you know what time we are eating when I find out.
Tate: Ok I’ll be there. But, I gotta run to another meeting now.
Tate: Bye mom.
P.S. The next day he asked me to go to lunch:)
How cute is Tate in his Arkansas sweater?!? Love him!!!
Ah, a good son! When I was in college I was really really far from home so phone calls were all my poor mother got!
I found your blog through Gina’s. I’m also in Fayetteville!
It’s all about “roots and wings”…and love of course. I think you gave him all of the above!
Yeah, what Coleen said so beautifully!
Had to Google the lyrics to Cat’s in the Cradle to get the “message.” Loved your take on it. I saw my college boy Thursday for an afternoon of family. Afterwards, he came to Benton while I stayed in Hot Springs. Left a plate in his room, the tray on the counter and the packaging of pizza in an unlined trash container. Oh, well, who cares???
Awesome, Talya! I don’t see Tate as a Cat’s-in-the-Cradle-son, but a busy- as-a-cross-eyed-cat-looking-at-three-mouseholes-son…From the one time I met him, I get the strong sense he’s an awesome son who loves his awesome family!