Monday, November 3, 2014

It is All Your Fault...

You started this!


 Seventeen years ago, we were newly married with 5 dogs and no kids...


and then came YOU!


 My darling boy, it is all your fault...


all the noise and all the busy-ness...


  well I blame it all on you, cause if you had not been so darn cute...


we would have stopped with you, but ya had to go and be all cute and stuff and we just could not help ourselves!


 Hence, I hereby proclaim that all future complaints about the noise and the chaos, go straight to you my sweet Christian cause...


 it is not MY fault!

*grin*

I honestly cannot wrap my mind around the fact that you are 17 years old and that in less than 2 years, you will be headed off to college and into adulthood.


You want to go into the military and possibly fly planes and while that makes this Momma very proud...


it also makes this Momma's heart hurt just a little for what I know you have in front of you...

cause, sometimes, when I look at you...


my eyes still see the 3 year old curly haired little boy who did not want to leave my side...


not the strong, confident, determined, decisive, courageous young man you are becoming.


 Back then, you thought Rescue Heroes were da bomb... 

and now you want to be a hero.

I hope you realize that in these Momma's eyes...

you are already a hero.

In many ways, you remind me so much of your Gada...


the strong silent (most of the time) type...

who was a goof at heart but only to those who knew him well.

He was good at just about everything he tried and he liked to try things...

who did not like to attract attention to himself but often found himself the object of attention.

Your Grandfather had a quiet confidence about him that came from years of experiences and wisdoms gained from lessons learned.

He had a fierce heart for those he loved and a compassionate heart for those in need...

and I see much of him in you, my dear Christian.


So continue to walk boldly, with confidence and compassion and know that when you mess up (cause you will mess up) and when things get tough (cause they will get tough), God is there and His grace is sufficient.  He created you and He knows your fears, your worries and your doubts and He will love you through it all.

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.  I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
Psalm 139:13-16


 Happy 17th birthday my fabulous (hehe) Christian!


 We love you!

4 comments:

  1. He sure seems like a good boy! And a very handsome one at that.

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  2. Brave, compassionate, determined, competent.... he is all that and more! Happy 17th Birthday, Christian! You are a good role model for your younger siblings.

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  3. I am loving your Born In Your Heart Earrings Annie! You are so beautiful....

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  4. They grow up so fast! My son is away tonight for a Boy Scout activity and the house feels so empty and yet it is full. I wonder what I am going to do when he leaves home.

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