Dinner with Steven

I seldom talk about my son, out of respect for his privacy. Yesterday I spent some time with him and his girlfriend, Vi. My husband and I met them at the Carolina Ale House in Durham for dinner. It was one of those rare times when all four of us were available and able to be together, same place, same time.

Both Steven and Vi (Vee) are pharmacy students, and both are studying to pass weekly exams as they work toward their Pharm D at the Pharmacy School at UNC in Chapel Hill. I like Vi, mostly because she likes my son, but also because she likes to cook, read, loves animals, and has beautiful eyes and a pleasant smile. She is respectful, independent, and has a quiet demeanor. Actually, she is very pretty, but I didn't want to dwell on her physical attributes because she is so much more. If I ever get a recent picture of the two of them together, with their permission, I will post it here.

Our conversation ranged from thanking each other for the Christmas gifts, to the series Lost, from movies to books, and the Super Bowl (that lasted about 15 seconds). Now that I think of it, I may have talked too much! It's because my husband doesn't talk much at all. I think we can have all the quiet time we want at home, but when we go out, let's talk! lol! 

He's all grown up now, working between semesters, going to school full time, paying his own bills, taking care of his own car (calling dad whenever there is a mechanical problem that dad can help with). He seems to have adjusted to living on his own. I am proud of him for that. And so grateful that he lives only about a 35 minute drive away from me.

I wanted to ask Vi so many questions, but I didn’t, because I didn’t want to scare her off, or scare Steven off. He doesn’t like it when I “interview” his girlfriends. Well, if I don’t ask, how will I find out? I need someone to talk to me! Tell me things. Tell me what you think, how you feel. 

I just want to know better the girl that likes my son, maybe even loves my son. I want to know him better too, because he is an adult now. I knew him so well when he was a kid. Adult he may be, but still my son, my child.

I remember wrestling on the floor with him when he was a toddler. I remember the wooden spoon fights in the kitchen when he was ten, as I cooked dinner. I remember taking him to Star Wars movies because we were both big SW fans. I remember making arrangements for his friends to spend the night, and sledding down the driveway on snow days. I remember science projects that grew and changed colors, or burned up in flaming glory... I remember. We had some pretty good times when he was a kid in this house. Yeah, I do miss that sometimes.

It was very nice to spend some time with them. Maybe next time I can learn a little more. If I didn’t talk too much this time. I enjoy all the little pieces of time that I can be with my son and his girlfriend.