I really don’t know where to start. How can I sum up ten years in a few paragraphs? Ten years, a full decade, but then, it doesn’t seem that long. It feels like I blinked and suddenly you’re ten.
I’ve lived through the mother references that evolved from mama, to mommy, now mom. I’ve seen your fascinations travel from Thomas the Train, to Legos, now NBA superstars. From not caring if your clothes matched to Under Armour and way over-priced socks. 🙂
I am so proud of you. I know your transition from homeschool to Christian school hasn’t been easy, but you overcame the fear. You have grown so much in the past year; we are amazed. You played basketball this year, your first ever organized sport. You took a little while to understand and acclimate but you weren’t scared to try something new. That’s a victory in itself!
You’ve inherited my sensitivity, but let me tell you now what has taken me years to discover. That it’s not a bad thing. Really, it isn’t. Yeah, it might sting more when a friend acts cruel, but a sympathetic heart is God’s delight! A sensitive spirit can easily hear His quiet voice and sense His gentle nudge.
Thank you for filling my heart with memories of laughter and love. I am not telling you to stay little; I want you to grow. I want you to learn to be responsible. I want to see if you drive like me or your dad. I want to post a zillion pictures of your prom on Facebook. I want to blubber like crazy on your graduation. I want you to experience life in all it’s fullness. So, son, keep growing. Just know that I’ll be here to watch and cheer you on. I love you so very much.
Happy Birthday 🙂