One thing I’ve learned in my journey is that life is all about perspective. As I head into milestones not only for my own life, but for my children’s I notice a shift in the way they impact me and affect my heart. I can either be sad for the times that are no longer, or rejoiceful for the times ahead. With a smile or with tears. Or maybe even sometimes, both. I have a choice to either look at these life events with deep sorrow or abounding joy.
I choose the latter.
How lucky am I that Jeff and I created not one, but two amazing little human beings. Their both spitting images of him in their own ways. We always thought my little guy, Nash was more like me but the older he gets and the more he grows he is indeed so much like Jeff. Right down to his silly sense of humor and tireless confidence. I am humbled and overwhelmed each day at the thought of raising him to remember what an incredible dad Jeff was.
But I feel so incredibly lucky to be his mama. He clings to me in the middle of the night, and I’ll often find him curled up and sleeping on top of me cheek-to-cheek. He loves to laugh, he loves cars, dinosaurs, he loves building things, his friends and the song We will Rock You by queen is usually requested before we pull out of the driveway. Today he turned three! Three? How did that happen? Seems like just yesterday that we welcomed him and he completed our family in such a profound way. We love him with all our heart.
Happy birthday little one. Mama loves you more and more each day.
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