This one made me a Mom 7 years ago. Its hard to believe but yes he is 7. Tonight as I checked on him before bed I was surprised by the length of his legs. He comes up to my shoulders. Instead of sobbing over the loss of baby cheeks and chubby fingers and clumsy words, I am rejoicing that my baby is growing up to be a kind, sensitive, and intelligent boy.
Here are my favorites.
Your Dad and I are in awe in the way you have grown. You have drive and work so hard at whatever you do and this quality will take you far. You are sensitive to your brothers (mostly) and I love that about you (I had my doubts).
Never stop dreaming about the future and the places you want to see and the experiences you long for. I promise someday you will eat sushi in Japan, you will walk the streets of Pompeii, and you will see Big Ben and the Eiffel Tower. I only hope I can be there with you.
My dear boy, I pray that your life will reflect the gospel and your eyes and heart will be open to others around you.
Love – Mom