Yesterday was our only son's 13th birthday!!!
I am now, officially, the mother of a teenager. And not just a teenager, but a teenage boy!
Anyone who knows us and who knows my Russell would probably say that he isn't your typical boy. He's studious and quiet.
He's very organized and very calm.
He is a bookworm to the max.
He is well spoken and can hold his own in and actually prefers adult conversation.
He's just an all around really special and unique boy.
We've had none of your typical boy-ness from him, and may I say, Thank You, God! No marking up the walls with Sharpie markers! No tracking in mud on my floors! No running and breaking things and screaming and not being able to sit still! No guns, although he does like them and knows how to shoot well. No congratulating himself on being master of the universe while he triumphantly holds up his latest kill from the wilderness.
And for the absence of all of the above I am extremely and eternally grateful. I pray for all of you moms out there who have a housefull of typical boys, because we have a houseful of typical girls, and you can return the favor and pray for me just because of that! lol!!!!! But I digress.......
We used to imagine what it would be like, all those years ago, when we got to 13. It seems that we blinked too long and now it's upon us, and it is a bit disconcerting how it happened so fast. It really cements the fact that time indeed does fly.
I find myself today being very thankful for modern technology, for without it, my 13 year old son may not be here. He was born 5 weeks early with no warning and was very sick. He stayed in the NICU for 2 weeks.
He's not scarred from his early ordeals, other than severe allergies to foods. And a propensity for vomitting, early on, for about two years. Every bottle came right back up! Didn't it, Gayle!!??
We are so thankful that God gave man the ability and the wisdom to save little lives.
Without that ability, our lives would be so much less joyful today had Russell not survived.
I'm intensely aware of how much we've been given. I'm purposing to be intensely thankful and live in humility for the gift of my children.
And I want to say thank you to my husband because as I type this, he is composing for a movie, and the piece he's playing could easily accompany this post. It's poignant and emotive and gorgeous.........
Just like our Russell.