[Nick, my firstborn, turns 10 today. My heart is full and my hands are lifted. I’m so grateful to be his mother.]
A Son is Joy. He keeps my glass full. He brings a smile to my face. His spark quickly changes my mood, showing me the goodness in the moment and the divine on the ordinary.
A Son is Laughter. He has that charming yet ridiculous boyish sense of humor. He wears mirrored glasses and a shower cap in the airport. Just for fun. He tells silly jokes I will never fully understand. But I still laugh. Hard.
A Son is Pain. I hurt when he hurts. I watch him learn lessons and I want to intervene. But I don’t. I hold back, knowing that God is in control. Not me. I watch him grow and mature and my heart aches, knowing that I must let go. Again and again.
A Son is a Mirror. When I look at him, I see my strengths. And my weaknesses. I see the possibilities – the hopes and the dreams. He brings out the best in me, and sometimes the worst. I can’t help but stare. I don’t look away.
A Son is a Companion. He’s my back-seat driver, my biggest critic, and my biggest fan. He invites me to build a sand castle. I can't say no, even though I hate getting my hands dirty. He’s my night owl who stays up with me late and asks me tough questions about life and faith. He pours out his heart. I am his confidant, and I reciprocate his trust.
A Son is a Gift. He has been entrusted to me for a time. I want to give him my best, and I don’t want to screw up this privilege called motherhood. He is a gift from God. He is pure grace, and through my son I experience the deepest love of the Father.
For the last 10 years, I have humbly held my son. But he is getting too big to hold. So instead I walk beside him and trust that the Father will hold us both.
Happy Birthday, my son.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
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9 comments:
Beautiful. And too soon you'll be looking up at him as you walk beside him. :)
Hope he has a blessed day!
Oh yes...He'll hold you both. Hard to believe anyone loves them more than we do -- but the Father does. This was lovely.
Happy Birthday, Nick!
Happy Birthday Nick!
Happy Birthday Nick! This is such a beautiful post.
What a wonderful way to honor your son on his BIG 10th birthday! This is a beautiful reminder (as if he needs one) how wanted, loved, and appreciated he is. I am grateful that you made me think of my own dear sons who are 38 and 34, and STILL what a gift from God they (and their families) continue to be in my life! Happy Day to Nick! Besides, being a really neat kid, your mom is pretty great too!
I don't know why but this brought tears to my eyes...
I always thought I'd be a good mom to a son, but God had different plans.
Such an endearing post!
HB to your son!
~ Wendy
Happy birthday to Nick. I hope you have a wonderful time helping him celebrate his Double Digits Day.
Thank you my friends. I am so grateful. Headed home from work to make him dinner!
awwww, this was precious. What a cutie pie he is.
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