In two days, on May 5th, our Andy, will turn 13. I remember so clearly the moment he was placed in my arms little did I know what wonderfully awesome experiences I was about to have because of this 10lb 02 oz baby boy.
Andy is a shining example of everything that is right in this world. He has such a pure heart, and I truly cannot think of anyone else with whom he shares that kind of company. I admire him so much because he is so unlike me in so many important ways, but yet, he is still my son. My oldest son. My oldest child.
It does not seem like I have been a mother for 13 years, and yet I cannot remember a time when, as an adult, I wasn't a mother. It seems like he has been with me for eternity showing me through his example of how kindness, generosity, and grace are supposed to be lived out. He has faced more adversity in his young life then I would have ever wished for any of my children to have to carry, and he has taken those burdens and carried them without letting them harden his heart. A weaker person (i.e. me and most other people I know) would have had a heart of stone if I had to face some of the experiences he has.
I look forward to spending the next few years with him enjoying his company, and watching him grow. These last 13 years have been amazing.
So, here's to you my sweet boy. Happy 13th birthday! I love you more than you will ever know. You are in my heart always and forever. I am honored to be your mother. Thank you for being my guinea pig, and for being so forgiving. I wish you the best 13th year of your life with many more to come.
I love you.
Mom
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