My child who refused to participate in his preschool play when he was four, by standing on stage and holding a cloud made out of cardboard, was my only child who acted in a senior high school play by performing a significant role as Theseus in A Midsummer Night’s Dream.
My child who was so shy he used to hide behind my legs at family events or in social situations, arms wrapped tightly around my knees, is now out in the community where he lives, decorating walls and entertaining with performance art.
My child who ran away from the dinner table and down the hallway screaming, “I hate my mother,” when she was two, now calls me on the phone nearly every day.
My child who was afraid to explore caves with his friends or ride a jet ski with me now fearlessly engages others, as he strives to shape his world.
How little I knew.
How much I’ve learned.
The distance ahead to which we can see is very short and near.
Life is full of surprises.
Has anything surprised you?