Twenty two years ago today, my life changed forever. I became a mother. It strikes me more and more every year how long my son has been a part of my life. I lived for 17 years without him, and now have lived for 22 years with him. I knew him in my teens, my twenties, and my thirties (and sooner than I would care to admit, I will know him in my forties!).
I am so thankful that God allowed me, a pregnant teenager who ran away with her boyfriend, the privilege of raising the sweetest boy who has become a God fearing man. I know that most teenage pregnancies do not have such an outcome, and for that I am eternally grateful!
And so to celebrate 22 years of motherhood, I present to you my favorite picture from the day of his birth... father and son.
And for good measure, here's a picture of me with the birthday boy earlier today! Am I the only one who thinks it's neat that he turned 2-2 on 1-11-11?
I love him more than words could ever say.
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3 comments:
Thank you for posting this. That picture of Rik is worth a thousand words....
Beautiful! Thanks so much!
I love the relationship you have with him! That bond is beautiful thing to behold. Happy Birthday to both of you :-)
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