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Boys to Men

I see your face reflecting back at me in a smile, in a backwards glance, in my own shadow. I swung you low in my hips, your feet in my chest. Your heartbeat doubled mine, always one step ahead. I know you, but I learn you still. As you sit across from me, I search the parts of you I don’t recognize, the parts that came over us like a storm in the night. I want to grab the one I know and cover you with my chest and arms to protect you from yourself but it’s too big. You’ve grown now. The soft, malleable part of my heart has burst through my chest into uncharted territory.

But I will go there with you.

I will learn you still.




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  • Jen July 8, 2015, 6:41 pm

    that’s beautiful.

    • suzy.suzyheather@gmail.com July 8, 2015, 8:00 pm

      Thanks, Jen. <3

  • Erin@BeetsPerMinute July 9, 2015, 4:21 am

    You’re so lyrical, Suzy! I vote for more of this! <3 Beautiful and honest.

    • suzy.suzyheather@gmail.com July 9, 2015, 2:18 pm

      I appreciate your vote of confidence! It was the wine talking. I don’t remember writing a single thing. LOL I’m kidding, I’m kidding.

  • Maddie @ Dixie Runs July 9, 2015, 6:06 am

    Love love love <3. A talented runner AND writer you are.

    • suzy.suzyheather@gmail.com July 9, 2015, 2:15 pm

      Awe, such kind words. It takes one to know one!

  • Jamie July 9, 2015, 8:35 am

    Love everything about this.

    • suzy.suzyheather@gmail.com July 9, 2015, 2:15 pm

      Thanks Jamie!

  • Susie @ SuzLyfe July 9, 2015, 9:01 am

    That's all.

    • suzy.suzyheather@gmail.com July 9, 2015, 2:15 pm

      I raise you a *buttsmack*.

  • Pete July 11, 2015, 9:45 am

    Wow, what parts do you not recognize?



    • suzy.suzyheather@gmail.com July 11, 2015, 10:11 am

      Ha! Okay, so I re-read what I wrote and I can see how it would sound a little creepy. The parts I don’t recognize are the ones that evolve out of who he is. Characteristics, or emotions, things that become part of him as I slowly let go, as he steps into this world. As a newborn, I knew every wince, every fear. I memorized each giggle to the point where I could predict when it would happen. But now? There’s so much that is new to me. I get to re-learn him all over again.

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