Beautiful new poem from Luciole friend/contributor Stacey Mangiaracina: "E.U."
Posted by kluciole at 5/3/2010 2:11 PM 
Categories: news, National, Luciole Press, Writing, love, Humor, Friends, Art
Categories: news, National, Luciole Press, Writing, love, Humor, Friends, Art
E.U.
The sweetest words I ever heard came from the sweet lips of my son when he was a baby. I had already conquered teaching him to say, “Ma Ma” before he was able to say, “Da Da” so it was time to move on to bigger and better words and phrases.
‘I love you’ was my next goal for him and he mastered it with the grace and elegance of a drunken college student trying to utter the most universally recognized manner of saying, “thank you” in drunken-ese, i.e., “I love you, man!” give or take a few shots of tequila, or in my son’s case, apple juice.
I repeated the words, ‘I love you’ over and over until we finally settled on the closest version possible, “E. U.” Although very similar to drunken-ese, “E. U.” became our way of communicating a feeling that, until now, was just a touch or smile. It was the unspoken euphoria between mother and son. “E. U.” became our code, of sorts.
My son has grown up, or so he thinks, and nowadays it’s totally un-cool to say, “I love you” to me (his mom) in front of his friends. And, for the love of all that is good and holy, I am NEVER allowed to say, “I love you, baby” to him in front of other kids…especially at school…or else!
Luckily, my son and I have a code that other kids aren’t cool enough to know.
E. U. is what we say to each other. It may not be THE words, but it means the same to us.
For me, it means so much more. It is a touch or smile, a hug or laugh, the unspoken euphoria of love a mother feels for her son.
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