愛駐我心 第35期:愛在無語時

In the doorway of my home, I looked closely at theface of my 23-year-old son, Daniel, his backpack by his side.

在家門口，我凝視著23歲的兒子丹尼爾的臉，他的背包就放在身旁。

We were saying goodbye.

幾個小時之后我們即將道別。

In a few hours he would be flying to France.

他就要飛往法國。

He would be staying there for at least a year to learn another language and experience life in adifferent country.

他將在那里待上至少一年的時間學習另一種語言，體驗另一個國度的生活。

It was a transitional time in Daniel’s life, a passage, a step from college into the adult world.

這是丹尼爾生命中的一個過渡時期，也是他從象牙塔進入成人世界踏出的一步。

I wanted to leave him some words that would have some meaning, some significance beyondthe moment.

我希望送給他幾句話，幾句能讓他受用終身的話語。

But nothing came from my lips.

但我竟一句話也說不出來。

No sound broke the stillness of my beachside home.

我們的房子坐落在海邊，此刻屋里一片靜寂。

Outside, I could hear the shrill cries of sea gulls as they circled the ever changing surf on LongIsland.

屋外，海鷗在波濤澎湃的長島海域上空盤旋，我能聽見它們的聲聲尖叫。

Inside, I stood frozen and quiet, looking into the searching eyes of my son.

我就這樣冷冷地站在屋里，默默地注視著兒子那雙困惑的眼睛。

What made it more difficult was that I knew this was not the first time I had let such a momentpass.

更糟的是，我知道自己已經(jīng)不是第一次讓如此重要的時光白白流逝。

When Daniel was five, I took him to the school-bus stop on his first day of kindergarten.

丹尼爾五歲的時候，那是他上幼兒園的第一天，我領(lǐng)著他來到校車的停車點。

I felt the tension in his hand holding mine as the bus turned the corner.

當校車轉(zhuǎn)過街角出現(xiàn)時，他的小手緊緊地攥著我，我感覺到了他的緊張。

I saw color flush his cheeks as the bus pulled up.

校車到站的那一刻，丹尼爾雙頰發(fā)紅。

He looked at me—as he did now.

抬頭望著我——就像現(xiàn)在這樣。

What is it going to be like, Dad? Can I do it? Will I be okay?

“爸爸，接下來會怎樣呢?我能行么?我會很好嗎?”

And then he walked up the steps of the bus and disappeared inside.

說著，他上了校車，消失在我的視線里。

And the bus drove away.

車開走了。

And I had said nothing.

我卻始終開不了口。

A decade or so later, a similar scene played itself out.

十多年后，這一幕再次上演。

With his mother, I drove him to William and Mary College in Virginia.

我和妻子開車送他到維吉尼亞州的威廉瑪麗學院讀書。

His first night, he went out with his new schoolmates, and when he met us the next morning,he was sick.

在學校的第一個晚上，丹尼爾和他的新同學一起外出，第二天清晨，再見到他時，他病了。

He was coming down with mononucleosis, but we could not know that then.

其實他當時已經(jīng)染上了單核細胞增多癥，但我們并不知道那件事。

We thought he had a hangover.

以為他只是有點不舒服而已。

In his room, Dan lay stretched out on his bed as I started to leave for the trip home.

我準備啟程回家時，丹尼爾正在宿舍的床上躺著。

I tried to think of something to say to give him courage and confidence as he started this newphase of life.

我很想說一些鼓勵的話語，在他開始這份新生活時，給他一些勇氣和信心。

Again, words failed me.

但是，我再一次語塞。

I mumbled something like, “Hope you feel better, Dan.” And I left.

我只是咕噥了一句：“希望你快點好起來，丹尼爾。”然后就轉(zhuǎn)身離開了。

Now, as I stood before him, I thought of those lost opportunities.

此時此刻，當我站在他面前，我想起了那些錯過的時刻。

How many times have we all let such moments pass?

究竟有多少次，我們讓這些珍貴的時刻白白溜走?

A boy graduates from school, a daughter gets married.

兒子的畢業(yè)典禮，女兒的婚禮等等。

We go through the motions of the ceremony, but we don’t seek out our children and find aquiet moment to tell them what they have meant to us.

我們疲于應付這些熱鬧的場面，卻沒有在人群中抓住我們的孩子，找個安靜的地方，親口說出他們對我們有多么重要。

Or what they might expect to face in the years ahead.

或者與他們聊聊未來的挑戰(zhàn)和人生的期望。

How fast the years had passed.

時光飛逝，歲月如梭。

Daniel was born in New Orleans, LA.,in 1962, slow to walk and talk, and small of stature.

1962年，小丹尼爾出生于洛杉磯新奧爾良市。他學會走路和說話要比同齡人稍遲一些，個子也長得不高。

He was the tiniest in his class, but he developed a warm, outgoing nature and was popularwith his peers.

但是，盡管丹尼爾是班里最瘦小的一個，但他的性格熱情外向，在同學中人緣頗佳。

He was coordinated and agile, and he became adept in sports.

由于協(xié)調(diào)性好，動作敏捷，他很快就成了運動高手。

Baseball gave him his earliest challenge.

棒球是丹尼爾人生的第一項挑戰(zhàn)。

He was an outstanding pitcher in Little League, and eventually, as a senior in high school,made the varsity, winning half the team’s games with a record of five wins and two losses.

他是棒球隊里出色的投手，高三的時候，丹尼爾帶領(lǐng)學校棒球隊所向披靡，創(chuàng)下了七局五勝的記錄。

At graduation, the coach named Daniel the team’s most valuable player.

在畢業(yè)典禮上，棒球教練宣布他為球隊里的最有價值球員。

His finest hour, though,came at a school science fair.

然而，丹尼爾最輝煌的時刻卻是在一次校園科技展上。

He entered an exhibit showing how the circulatory system works.

丹尼爾帶著他的循環(huán)電路系統(tǒng)參加了這次展覽。

It was primitive and crude, especially compared to the fancy, computerized, blinking-lightmodels entered by other students.

與其他參展學生的那些新奇怪異、電腦操控、熠熠發(fā)光的模型相比，丹尼爾的作品相形見絀。

My wife, Sara, felt embarrassed for him.

我的妻子莎拉都感到有些尷尬。

It turned out that the other kids had not done their own work—their parents had made theirexhibits.

后來我們才知道，其他孩子的作品并不是自己完成的，而是父母代勞的。

As the judges went on their rounds, they found that these other kids couldn’t answer theirquestions.

當評委在現(xiàn)場評審的時候，他們發(fā)現(xiàn)這些孩子都對參展作品一無所知，無法回答他們的問題。

Daniel answered every one.

只有丹尼爾對答如流。

When the judges awarded the Albert Einstein Plaque for the best exhibit, they gave it to him.

于是，他們把本次展覽的最佳作品獎頒給了丹尼爾，并授予他艾伯特·愛因斯坦獎牌。

By the time Daniel left for college he stood six feet tall and weighed 170 pounds.

丹尼爾剛進大學時已經(jīng)是個身高六尺、重一百七十磅的堂堂男子漢了。

He was muscular and in superb condition, but he never pitched another inning, having given upbaseball for English literature.

自從放棄棒球而選擇英國文學后，肌肉結(jié)實、身體強壯的丹尼爾就再沒打過棒球了。

I was sorry that he would not develop his athletic talent, but proud that he had made such amature decision.

我為他放棄了自己的體育特長感到遺憾，但更為他做出如此慎重的決定感到驕傲。

One day I told Daniel that the great failing in my life had been that I didn’t take a year or two offto travel when I finished college.

有一次，我告訴丹尼爾，我一生中最大的失誤就是，大學剛畢業(yè)時沒能抽出一兩年的時間出游旅行。

This is the best way, to my way of thinking, to broaden oneself and develop a largerperspective on life.

在我看來，旅行是開拓視野、形成豁達人生觀的最好的方式。

Once I had married and begun working, I found that the dream of living in another culture hadvanished.

而當我成家工作以后，我發(fā)現(xiàn)，體驗異國文化的夢想已經(jīng)煙消云散了。

Daniel thought about this.

聽了這番話后，丹尼爾若有所思。

His friends said that he would be insane to put his career on hold.

丹尼爾的朋友告誡他說，為了游歷世界而把事業(yè)擱在一邊，這是非常愚蠢的瘋狂行為。

But he decided it wasn’t so crazy.

但丹尼爾并不認同。

After graduation, he worked as a waiter at college, a bike messenger and a house painter.

畢業(yè)后，他曾在大學校園端盤子，騎單車送報紙，還替人刷過墻。

With the money he earned, he had enough to go to Paris.

通過打工掙錢，他攢足了去巴黎的路費。

The night before he was to leave, I tossed in bed.

丹尼爾離開的前一晚上，我在床上輾轉(zhuǎn)難眠。

I was trying to figure out something to say.

我想準備好明天要說的話。

Nothing came to mind. Maybe, I thought, it wasn"t necessary to say anything.

但腦袋里卻一片空白，也許根本就無須說什么，我安慰自己。

What does it matter in the course of a life-time if a father never tells a son what he really thinksof him?

即使一位父親一輩子都不曾親口告訴兒子自己對他的看法，那又如何?

But as I stood before Daniel, I knew that it does matter.

然而，當我面對著丹尼爾，我知道這非常重要。

My father and I loved each other.

我愛我的父親，他也愛我。

Yet, I always regretted never hearing him put his feelings into words and never having thememory of that moment.

但我從未聽他說過什么心里話，更沒有這些感人的回憶，為此，我總是心懷遺憾。

Now, I could feel my palms sweat and my throat tighten.

現(xiàn)在，我能感覺到自己手心冒汗，喉嚨也在打結(jié)。

Why is it so hard to tell a son something from the heart?

為什么對兒子說幾句心里話這么困難?

My mouth turned dry, and I knew I would be able to get out only a few words clearly.

我的嘴巴變得干澀，我想我頂多能夠清晰地吐出幾個字而已。

“Daniel," I said, "if I could have picked, I would have picked you."

“丹尼爾，”我終于擠出了一句，“如果上帝讓我選擇誰是我的兒子，我始終會選你。”

That"s all I could say.

這是我說的唯一一句話。

I wasn"t sure he understood what I meant.

我不知道丹尼爾是否理解了這句話。

Then he came toward me and threw his arms around me.

但他撲過來伸出胳膊抱住了我。

For a moment, the world and all its people vanished, and there was just Daniel and me in ourhome by the sea.

那一刻，整個世界都消失了，只剩下我和丹尼爾站在海邊的小屋里。

He was saying something, but my eyes misted over, and I couldn"t understand what he wassaying.

丹尼爾也在說著什么，但淚水已經(jīng)模糊了我的雙眼，我一個字也沒聽進去。

All I was aware of was the stubble on his chin as his face pressed against mine.

當他的臉緊貼著我時，我感覺到了他下巴的胡子楂。

And then, the moment ended.

然后，一切恢復原樣。

I went to work, and Daniel left a few hours later with his girlfriend.

我繼續(xù)工作，丹尼爾幾個小時后帶著女友離開了。

That was seven weeks ago, and I think about him when I walk along the beach on weekends.

七個星期過去了。周末在海邊散步時，我會想起丹尼爾。

Thousands of miles away, somewhere out past the ocean waves breaking on the desertedshore, he might be scurrying across Boulevard Saint Germain, strolling through a mustyhallway of the Louvre, bending an elbow in a Left Bank cafe.

幾千英里之外的某個地方，橫跨這個荒蕪海岸的茫茫大海，丹尼爾也許正飛奔著穿越圣熱蒙大道，或者漫步在盧浮宮散發(fā)著霉味的走廊上，又或者正托著下巴，坐在左岸咖啡館里憩息。

What I had said to Daniel was clumsy and trite.

我對丹尼爾說的那些話，既晦澀又老套。

It was nothing. And yet, it was everything.

空洞無文。然而，它卻道出了一切。