The relationship
between a mother and son is a unique love. A mother protects her son
from the world. She makes sure he is happy and healthy. Teaches him
how to care for others, to love, by her actions. As her son grows, he
begins to find the conflict between the love shown him by his mother
and the bigger world he eventually has to enter. He begins to see the
world in the way a boy does, in order to fit in with the other boys
around him. From here, the fight and confusion begins. His mother
understands since she's taught him from the time he was a baby. And
as he grows and changes, she continues to teach him and remind him,
always understanding, always waiting for him to see.
Aaron
spent the rest of the afternoon recounting his time with Matt and how
well he threw, as well as how Shalene was there for him. “Mom, I've
never known it, but Shalene helped me to see what it was about
pitching that made me so afraid after I lost it.”
His
mom's interest peaked. She saw the spark in her son's eye that she
hadn't seen in such a long time. With a sly grin, she asked, “You
finally figured that one out, huh?”
He
sat studying his mom who's expression displayed her understanding.
Aaron's
mom added, “I've known for quite some time your issue and how it's
linked to your dad.”
“Really?”
“Yep.
I just could never get you to see it.”
Aaron
thought back to discussions with his mom but couldn't think of a time
when she had mentioned him as the reason for his difficulties getting
back into baseball. “When did you bring dad up?”
“When?
Every time. You'd act like I hadn't said anything, so I let it go.”
“I
don't remember.”
“When
you started talking about the teams calling and asking for you to
come back, do you remember what I said to you?”
Thinking,
Aaron shook his head.
His
mom asked, “Do you remember I told you how proud your dad was of
you?”
“Yeah.
No matter what I did, he was proud.” Aaron responded.
“That's
what you heard, Aaron.” Before continuing, Melinda shook her head
slowly and added reflectively, “You are your father's son, no
question about it.” She then smiled and continued, a peace coming
over her, “Aaron I told you how proud your dad was of you and how
much baseball was a part of you both.”
Aaron
thought, as if in a daze. He knew she wouldn't lie to him, and part
of him seemed to recall the words, just not in the way he heard them
at that moment. After the talk with Shalene in the car, Aaron now saw
how his mom had been trying to help him see what he couldn't.
Helpless, he looked at his mom. “How did I miss that for so many
years?”
“Because
you weren't ready for it. Now, you're ready and Shalene seems to be a
part of that.”
FINAL NOTE FROM THE
AUTHOR: The best compliment of a woman just might be that she could
help a man see something his mom had seen all along.
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