As my birthday nears, i am reminded of what milestone i'll really be celebrating this year...
i waited almost 33 years to hold your hand.
i waited almost 33 years to kiss your cheek and nuzzle the sweet top of your head.
my little man, i waited almost 33 years to fall in love with your blue eyes, your heart-melting smile and your sometimes impatient spirit.
...and i'd wait another 33 years to hear you call me 'mama' and to see you take your first steps.
i'd wait this long and more to see you stand on your own two feet one day, to hear you argue with me passionately about politics and love, to see how you deal with your blessings and your trials, to know what your favorite color will be or what kind of music you'll like, and to find out if you love the mountains like I think you will.
33 years will pass in the blink of an eye, i'm sure, as i watch you grow...as i get to know the man that God has knitted you together to one day become...
my lovely son, you were worth the wait. and every day i am reminded that you, after almost 33 years, are exactly who I prayed you would be. my hayvn.