And there I was, a fresh graduate with a world of limitless
possibilities ahead of me, who was madly in love with my high school
sweetheart. Although I had been accepted
to attend university, I felt the need to take a semester off, moved in with
Victor and before you knew it was expecting our first child.
As my firstborn Michael was placed in my arms, the stars in
my world were immediately aligned as I felt the greatest love of all. I cried
tears of joy as I called my Mother to tell her that I was sorry for anything
that I had ever done to disappoint her. I wondered how we would manage, how we
would know what to do to care for this bundle of joy, this precious gift from
God. I held on to this little guy day and night, never wanting to let him out
of my arms or my sight, thankful that God trusted me enough to allow me to be a
Mother.
When myDarlin Robert and I talked on the phone for the first
time, for over four hours, we shared so much about our life’s journey up until
that point in time. We quickly realized that so many moments in our lives
mirrored the other, including the births of our firstborns. He told me of indescribable love and
realization that he was responsible for another life, one that was born out of
love as he held Noe for the first time.
Many miles, years, tears, laughter and lessons later, I
watch my baby, my firstborn, Michael as he and his wife Angela are wonderful
parents to two of our grandsons. I know that he also feels that incredible
sense of awe and wonder that God would entrust another generation to them.
As the hands on the clock turn to July 17th, I am
grateful that I was chosen to be Michael’s mother. Happy Birthday Son! I love
you!
#KeepLookingUp
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