Would you?
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted… one moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
Eminem
Our friend is about to become a mother – it looks like this adoption is going to happen – and as I write, I’ve just tucked Tin into bed. As a single mother of the last week, I can tell you that my friend has her work cut out for her, all those wonderful plays, art exhibits, movies, concerts, lectures, dinners, cocktail parties – forgetaboutit – she won’t see them anymore.
I used to marvel how mothers or fathers would tell me they had not read a book in a long time other than the Cat in the Hat – ahem – I have memorized the entire Seuss oeuvre.
But my friend, as I said, is a mother waiting to happen, and having been one myself I have to say that when the opportunity presented itself to be a mother at 50 years of age, I knew I had one shot, one opportunity. And now on the other side of that decision, I think to myself again I don’t believe in coincidences or accidents, another cliche is validated – the most rewarding and challenging thing I endeavor to do.
I’m excited to meet the little baby boy who is going to make my friend a mother. And to meet her after the fact as well.