Dear Thomas,
You turned five last
week.
My baby is now five
years old.
I’m having a hard time
wrapping my mind around when exactly this happened. Time seemed to pass so slowly during those
early sleepless nights which made the days seem to blur together in an endless
montage of laundry and mealtimes. Then I
blinked my eyes and before me now stands a boy.
Not a toddler.
Not a baby.
A boy.
A boy who has his own
unique sense of humor.
A boy who seems to never
pay attention to what I am saying but then will recall every minute detail of
the conversation.
A boy with a resolve of
steel.
A boy who has the
biggest heart and shares his love so freely it takes my breath away.
A boy who will start
Kindergarten in the fall.
I silently prayed to
myself, as I reluctantly handed over your paper work at Kindergarten
registration, that you will never loose the way you care for others. I am always inspired by the way you give your
love without reservations.
When asked to share your
beloved fruit snack, you say, “Sure thing! Here you go.”
You always make sure the
cat feels loved by all the cuddles you give him.
At your birthday party,
you were so happy to have everyone together and introduce your friends to you
grandparents. My heart wants to burst
when I see how thoughtful you are with the people in your life.
It takes some people a
whole lifetime to learn how to love the way that you love at the tender age of
five.
My birthday wish for you
is that you never let the cold ways of callous people ever take this gift away
from you. There are those who are not
comfortable with people who shine from the inside out; they do not know how to
respond to genuine kindness.
Pay no mind to these
haters. The world needs more people like
you – happy souls who are not afraid to love.
Happy birthday, my sweet
boy!
Love always,
Mommy
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