little boy in a big town

[topaz]

I am in Brooklyn.  I am safely ensconced chez crepuscular with my great big six-year-old boy and getting ready for my twentieth high school reunion tomorrow.  Driving in to the city always provokes little nervous ripples of familiarity.  When I passed the exit for Cadman Plaza West on the BQE I almost gasped -- so much time has passed and yet so little.

Tomorrow I will take Q to see the house where I grew up.  He and I will ride on the subway and I will show him the Lebanese markets on Atlantic Avenue, if they're still there.  If they're still there I will show him how he can scoop the dates out of the bins himself and the baskets of nuts and seeds.  We will walk to the school where I spent eight years of my childhood and I will introduce him to the grown-up kids I used to know.  And I will try, oh I will try to be as grown up as he is.

Comments

[weegoddess.livejournal.com]

Oh my dear. Your 20-year reunion. I can't wait to hear about what happens and how you feel. If it's anything like mine was (http://weegoddess.livejournal.com/2006/07/23/), it'll be fabulous and terrible and everything you expected and not what you'd expected.

And you have a gorgeous wonderful little person with you. What more do you need for Grand Adventures?