It is hard to hear what everyone is saying, there are way to many people sitting around a table in the back of a pizza shop. As each new person arrives there is a shouting of Happy Birthday and a new round of introductions. The birthday “boy” is turning 60 but he looks much younger.
It is not his aging that has my focus tonight it is my son who has joined us for this party. The son who has shied away from family/friend events like this, the son who says very little in groups of new people.
This boy of 25 walks causally into the group and greets his uncle. He introduces his girl friend and chats with a few people he does not know before he settles himself near me at the end of the table. He checks in with me and shares their plans for the night.
He has just completed a successful Kick Starter for his new food truck business. He begins by sharing he has secured a truck earlier in the day that he will buy and retro fit. He continues sharing that they will not stay late since he has a nine o’clock meeting with a local dairy where he hopes to get his cheese curds from. He wonders about which contact they will use to complete the work on the truck.
As he is talking I am just staring – who is this boy and when did he become this man of business. The shy kid who would leave a group of kids and hide on the back deck because he was so unsure of himself is long gone. He can still be quiet but there is a confidence about him that is showing the growth of an older man.
When I focus back into what he is talking about he has moved the conversation to family and history, a topic he has not had any interest in. Tonight he is looking to learn about grandparents who are no longer with us, he is here connecting with an uncle who is celebrating a 60th birthday.
I have watched this kid with all his strengths and skills grow up. I know his ability with people, the smile and a few words that can bring people together. I have watched him and yet last night I was still amazed.
He is aging quickly and yet so young!