Today is Storms Birthday... my son turns 25.
25, hard to wrap my head around. Where has the time gone?
If you are reading this with your baby son in your arms- one day you will ask the same.
Only the other day, I was swinging him by the arms in a circle as we waiting for the bus playing airplane. Only the other day he was wrapped around my leg as I dragged him across the floor when I mopped, the dogs following closely behind. It seems not long ago where I was reading the Monster at the end of the book for the 17th time READ in Grovers voice! Laughing at Clark the Toothless shark.. Crashing Thomas the tank into the lumber yard - to get a giggle... bulldozing the backyard with TONKAS filled with cheesies.
Wasn't it just a few weeks ago I watched him hear for the first time?
As I type, instantly my chest heaves with JOY- JOY that I felt that day- as I remember the look & the tears flow just like it was yesterday. JOY
Wasn't it just Yesterday, I carried him to bed because his feet hurt.. because I chased him around the backyard with the hose & visa versa. Well worth the pain he assured me at the time.
Today my son is 25. He is the love of my life.
The past 25 years have been the best of my life because he is in it.
A gift from God I give thanks for every time I remember! At least once a day.
Today at 25, he already has very good friends, several 'brothers'. I've no doubts they will remain life long friends. He's traveling the world and experiencing this new adventure for himself. I type NOW with a heart bursting with JOY for his happiness- explore- it's what we are here for. Living his dreams as they turn to reality - he made happen. He refuses to give in or give up. He is my inspiration.
I know mom's say they have good sons but I've got a wonderful son...
I honestly could not ask for one change... well he does tease me about my hair & bathrobe most days... if you could see my morning rooster hair & smell the purple bathrobe you would get it. Hahaha It's NOT me- it's the material.
He makes sure I eat and is forever reminding 'DRINK MORE water & Medicate!
He's protective too- naturally.
He is all I could possibly hoped he would be in a young man of 25.
I love my son.
Seems like yesterday he fell asleep in my arms for the first time...
best 25 years ever.
With Love
Georgia (mom)
If you are reading this with your baby son in your arms- one day you will ask the same.
Only the other day, I was swinging him by the arms in a circle as we waiting for the bus playing airplane. Only the other day he was wrapped around my leg as I dragged him across the floor when I mopped, the dogs following closely behind. It seems not long ago where I was reading the Monster at the end of the book for the 17th time READ in Grovers voice! Laughing at Clark the Toothless shark.. Crashing Thomas the tank into the lumber yard - to get a giggle... bulldozing the backyard with TONKAS filled with cheesies.
Wasn't it just a few weeks ago I watched him hear for the first time?
As I type, instantly my chest heaves with JOY- JOY that I felt that day- as I remember the look & the tears flow just like it was yesterday. JOY
Wasn't it just Yesterday, I carried him to bed because his feet hurt.. because I chased him around the backyard with the hose & visa versa. Well worth the pain he assured me at the time.
Today my son is 25. He is the love of my life.
The past 25 years have been the best of my life because he is in it.
A gift from God I give thanks for every time I remember! At least once a day.
Today at 25, he already has very good friends, several 'brothers'. I've no doubts they will remain life long friends. He's traveling the world and experiencing this new adventure for himself. I type NOW with a heart bursting with JOY for his happiness- explore- it's what we are here for. Living his dreams as they turn to reality - he made happen. He refuses to give in or give up. He is my inspiration.
I know mom's say they have good sons but I've got a wonderful son...
I honestly could not ask for one change... well he does tease me about my hair & bathrobe most days... if you could see my morning rooster hair & smell the purple bathrobe you would get it. Hahaha It's NOT me- it's the material.
He makes sure I eat and is forever reminding 'DRINK MORE water & Medicate!
He's protective too- naturally.
He is all I could possibly hoped he would be in a young man of 25.
I love my son.
Seems like yesterday he fell asleep in my arms for the first time...
best 25 years ever.
With Love
Georgia (mom)
