Most wonderful bonding time I’ll never forget! Day before yesterday we actually stayed until 9 pm, sitting on our little towels, watching the waves and talking about more or less everything that has any relevance to us (death, love, soccer, school, dreams, future, past, you name it). Besides shooting some basketballs at the driveway of his grandmother, eating good food, swimming in the pool, body-surfing and playing beachtennis at the gorgeous playas of Puerto Rico 15 min away from the house we had some deep “man-to-man” conversations, often after 7:15 pm, when it got too dark to continue playing or reading at the beach.
It gave a bit of structure to an otherwise completely lazy day, that I actually enjoyed the freetime even more. I have rarely spent such a relaxing holiday, and the two, three hours I worked behind the cello didn’t spoil the “recharging of my batteries” whatsoever, rather the opposite. Judging by our tears it must have worked out well, and indeed it did! We had maybe the best quality time ever spent together, although I was a bit sceptical how I would manage to work in such a holiday place like Puerto Rico, or vice versa what kind of holidays it would be while having to “work” – having to learn a brand new piece of music. He is a rather profound young man, who is very aware of time flying by quickly, especially well-spent time. It was much rather due to the fact that a beautiful time had come to an end. We are so used to me parting for much longer than this one week which we are going to be separated this time that separation alone doesn’t move us anymore. I had to fight with the tears as well, but in both our cases I don’t think it had much to do with the fact that I was parting earlier than them. My 10-year-old son János was crying today for minutes after dropping me off with his mother at the airport in San Juan. Everything comes to an end… August 5, 2009
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