Pride....and quite a bit of sadness...that I announce my oldest son's birthday. He turned 9 today. I don't know how it is that his time with me is roughly half gone. I grieve, already his growing up, out and away.
My son, always my baby, forever my first born, does not need me as much as he used to. He probably doesn't want me around as much, either....thankfully, he doesn't show it too often and is patient with my hugs, kisses and pleas to not grow too fast.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SON. I love you SO MUCH! God loves you. May you always enjoy health and happiness. Be blessed.
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