he is a long stalk,
a weed that stops at
nothing in growing.
his long legs drape over
opposite sides of the
bike he just learned to ride-
it took him just 3 days.
he often slips away to
his tiny cave room,
being the
introspective introvert,
he pops in a white tape
and presses the play button.
in a world that has been
taken over by
digital,
i love it that my boy treasures his
radio and still listens to
cassettes.
his mind grows sharper by the second,
he inhales information,
knowledge and logic are his strength,
but also his weakness.
he wrestles with keeping it all
in check,
things HAVE to make sense in his mind,
but he's learning to be ok
if sometimes they don't.
he really is a tender, thoughtful
young man,
his two front teeth
drop from the ceiling of
his mouth like
stalactites
[he will be proud of me for this reference]
his dark brown mop of hair
begs to be cut.
he is helpful,
taking delight in his baby brother,
the laughter i hear from the baby's cheeks
when he is near big brother
gives me great joy.
i am watching my oldest son,
my firstborn,
my little cub, Benjamin
transform in front of my very eyes.
i don't dare blink or
he will be grown and gone
and all i will have is memories.
i soak him in.
his crooked smile,
the way his confidence soars when
he explains something he knows,
the way his eyes light up
when i praise him
for a job well done.
i soak in the way he lets his sisters
climb all over him and he never lays a hand
on them.
he is calm.
he is sure.
he will never stop being a learner,
of this i am sure.
i pray he grows more and more
in the likeness of Christ each day
and leaves the fleshly pride
behind.
i love you, my son.
i am so very proud of you.
getting to be your mom is one of
my greatest gifts.
2 comments:
i love it mom. i love it so much! love, ben
This. 😭😭💦💦💦💦💦
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