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For my son...

Updated on September 8, 2014

You-the gift that keeps on giving

I knew from the moment I learned I was expecting, nothing about you was ‘ordinary,’ or to be expected. I knew then, just as I know now, you are an extraordinary human being, and when it comes down to you, I need to always expect the unexpected. You have enlightened me and enriched my life beyond words, beyond measure. From the moment they placed you in my arms, I knew nothing about my life would or could ever be as fulfilling or rewarding than the reward of being your mother. I thank/thanked God for blessing me with the gift of bringing you into my life, as I have, every day since, as I will everyday hereafter.

Not a moment goes by that I do not praise the ‘powers that be’ for gracing me with your presence. I am not sure what I ever did to deserve you, but I will spend the rest of my life loving and caring for you and doing everything I possibly can to be worthy of the privilege of being your mom. I often worry about disappointing or letting you down; just know that if it is within my means and or power to do so, I will not hesitate to do it, whatever it is.

I awake everyday and I am filled with a sense of purpose.

You give my life meaning. I have watched you progress over the years, from diapers to a humble, developing, and ever evolving, man. You are in my mind, already, more of man now, than most men twice your age. Thankfully however, you remain well rounded, well grounded, and recognize, as men do, that it is a ongoing process, and that with all of us, we all have much to learn yet. Every day, every minute, every experience, good and bad, is potentially a learning tool, preparing us for the next lesson, and or ‘test.’ Fortunately for us, it is an ‘open book’ test, so don’t forget to refer to it often.

Seeing, as I have/had no prior experience at being a man, I feared I did not possess the knowledge or tools necessary to teach you what it means to be a man. Turns out, I feared for nothing, because the Lord filled in where this mom failed. I know, because the young man that stands before me is everything a good man should be. You are loving, and kind, giving, sensitive, caring, thoughtful, selfless, compassionate, faithful, honest, and strong, and wise enough to know, that as with everyone, no one is perfect, we all are flawed, and therefore, we will all require forgiveness at one time, sometime, sometimes, many times, countless times. Seeing that you have managed to become that man, in spite of my incompetence, assures me, that prayers are answered. I have uttered this prayer countless times, from the moment I learned I was expecting:

“Watch over him dear Lord, fill in where I may disappoint and let down, this precious soul. Help me to learn, grow, and respect, and above all else, to accept, what I can and can’t control. Be there where I fail to be, or wherever I fail to be what he needs and expects me to be. Help me instill and ensure in him, that like you, I love and forgive, unconditionally.”

Traditionally, people recognize and celebrate the birthday of those they love, and while I rejoice and celebrate your birth, you should know, I celebrate and rejoice every day of your life on this earth. I love you son, more than I can convey, and I am so proud and thankful to be a part of your life, and so blessed and grateful to have you in mine.

© 2011 Raquel L Pierson


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