A gallon of gas was about $1.10 and Stevie Wonder sang, “I Just Called to Say I Love You”...
That Saturday morning in 1984, mid January...cold and dark...you announce your plans for the day in a gush of womb water...
You make us wait...but definitely not for the last time...as your grand entrance begins later that afternoon...
Saturday’s child...already working hard for a living...as the doctor cracks your collarbone while you struggle to greet the world...
Hours later the nurse lays you in my arms with a cotton sling around your arm so tiny.
I weep at the harshness of life...
And thank the Lord for His blessing of a second son.
We bond immediately...
Between about the 4th and 7th weeks of your life, we spend time during the 3 am feeding pondering the top pop songs of the early 80’s...limited cable access gives a choice between old westerns, infomercials, and music videos...my choice of MTV ultimately leads to your distaste of pop music to this day...
Years pass...
Baby arms stretched upward are exchanged for legs strong that race with boyish energy...
And I weep at the quickness of life...
And thank the Lord for His blessing of each moment.
Your independence and analytical thinking constantly amaze us...fair play and equality are burning issues with you from the start...
Legs that run are replaced by a soul that wanders...
And I weep at the lost roads of life...
And thank the Lord for His second...
and fifty second chances...
A bearded face still holds the toddler boy’s blue eyes...cerulean...matched only by the eyes of your daughters...whose little arms stretch upwards to their daddy...
And I weep at the circle of life...
And thank the Lord for it...
And for you, my son...
I love you,
Mom
I know what I'm doing.
I have it all planned out—
plans to take care of you,
not abandon you,
plans to give you the future
you hope for.
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Such a precious tribute post sis, birthday blessings to your dear son.
Karen, What a lovely moving post. I have daughters, not sons, but I have grandsons too. I can so relate to some of your sharing. "And I Weep..and Thank the Lord. amen
Precious post Karen. Blessings.
What a moving tribute of love
to your precious son, Karen.
As a mother of two sons I do
so appreciate it. Also, that is
our verse, Jeremiah 29:11, for
our boys.
Shalom!
Sandy
Your post is a beautiful tribute. God bless you and your family!
Absolutely beautiful heart sharing my friend!!! Much blessings and love!
Beautiful post and tribute to your son Karen! Happy birthday to him! :)
What a beautiful post and birthday tribute to your son!
Blessings to you, Karen!
Living for Him, Joan
What an incredibly beautiful post Karen. Made me want to cry thinking of my sons and how they are growing up. I have many weapy moments. :)
Blessings,
Cherie
Oh, Karen - just so precious. I am crying...
As I am also the mother of two sons, this was so touching. My oldest is going to be 28 in just a few short days. I can't believe how the time has gone by so fast.
Your son's eyes are soft, Karen - kind and caring.
Happy Birthday to him.
GOD BLESS!
Oh...... made me tear up! A beautiful tribute to that boy of yours...... A mothers heart..... only a poet can even come close to speaking words that convey our love for our children.
That is so sweet, Karen, and they are precious. Blessings ~
A beautiful post.
Your son does have awesome eyes.
Beautifully, beautifully written post. Always, always your boys stay in my prayers. Much love.
I loved your post and enjoyed sharing the ups, downs and joys of your son's life.
God is faithful...and will continue to be...
Karen this is sooo beautiful. It gave me chills just reading through and your son...looks like a great guy...
Blessings to you Karen.
Blessings Karen... and is this a happy birthday day to your son??? because I have never been more moved by the beautiful words of a loving mother even through the pain and ouch! of his birth! Wonderful tribute and profound words of the circle!
Beautiful BLUE eyes! Each photo so precious!
Thank Our Lord with you for sons and grandchildren to walk in faith.
Thankful also for the second and zillioneth time! The music of the 80s was not that bad! 70s was better... your second is 5 yrs. younger than both of our adopteds.
Thankful for the love and the weeping which keeps our hearts tender towards them, and the promise of Jeremiah 29 that returns each wanderer and runner to Jesus for completing that final race!
Praying and believing for our children and our children's children! With love, peace and JOY,
Peggy
I, too, weep with joy and thank the Lord for most precious moments in life. What a very touching post! Blessings to your son!
Yes I love this moving post! Does time fly? I know you Love your son, it shows in this post!
ps. You are very talented!
Karen, that was so good. It brought tears to my eyes.
This was so precious to read, Karen, and with your wonderful gift of writing you have expressed your sweet love for your son and the joy of celebrating his birthday. Blessings to you and to him with this milestone.
I love this tender tribute to your son; as my oldest readies himself to graduate from college, I, too, think about the passage of time and how quickly he has grown into a man.
Good and sweet and painful, all in the same breath. I celebrate his life in this season, as I do my own; grateful living... how better can we live?!
peace to you this day~elaine
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