My second son turns 19 today. It's the first time ever that I haven't been with one of my kids on their birthday. My older son has been in college longer, but he is a summer birthday. So....it's hard. Hard on my heart. Hard to know that it's difficult for him too. We sent cards. A cake. Presents. A nerf gun....he is really happy with that!! Clothes. Our love. I talked to him on the phone. On facebook. I know...what a blessing. But, I will miss cooking for him. Being with him. Hugging him. Telling him about when he was born. I just miss HIM.
Yet, so proud of him. He handles each new thing with such grace. And kindness. And understanding. What a blessing he is. What a gift. I cherish the moments we spent together at the beach those few weeks ago...we still text one another pictures of those couple of days. It's something that will be with me forever. Doesn't happen often when you have so many kids.
On to going home to my other lamb chops.
grace to you.
Yet, so proud of him. He handles each new thing with such grace. And kindness. And understanding. What a blessing he is. What a gift. I cherish the moments we spent together at the beach those few weeks ago...we still text one another pictures of those couple of days. It's something that will be with me forever. Doesn't happen often when you have so many kids.
On to going home to my other lamb chops.
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