Two April 27, 2018
He sleeps on my lap while the shock of his reality hits me.
Inadvertently I catch our reflection on a glass door while walking hand in hand through the busy street and his reality hits me.
He cries after a fall and comes open-armed to find solace in me and his reality hits me.
Two years today and I still get surprised by the power of his presence.
Growth. All about him is growth.
Size of course, but also growth of love, patience, strength and wisdom.
Independence has given him the means to be more his own, this challenges us all as limits are tested while respect and dialogue build up.
Each day brings the knowledge of his character flourishing. I try hard to fill them with experiences and adventures, not with things. My time is his and we explore with it, we learn with it, creating fond memories and teachings.
I will forever be worried for him, I now know, but I will let him be true to himself. Since birth a fierce force of nature that has to be trusted not tamed nor restrained. Let him keep raw but be a master of his own emotions, that is the balance worth fighting for. To support you darling child, that is what I’m here for.
Another year has gone by with you my child, and as you extend an inviting hand I gladly accept and take it, to walk in confidence and awe the path you’ll have me walk. My love so strong, heart and soul, it walks with you forever more.
