On His Third Birthday

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Three years of: love, growth, strength, and perspective. We are blessed to have had these days together, to be in one another’s life, and to know each other deeply while, at the same time, uncovering just a little bit more of each other every day.

Driving home, I realized that the past three years haven’t been that hard. The hard parts are worth it because we are working to achieve something great: a relationship made of substance. And there is a lot of fun to be had along the way, too. Simply put, the song “Wild Heart” by Bleachers sums it up perfectly:

Well, everything has changed
And now it’s only you that matters
I will find any way to your wild heart

Whether I feel happy, sad, angry, or joyful, my son is gasoline to my fire. His mere existence ignites the spirit within me. The relationship between mother and young child is a beast: neither of us know where the day will lead us, but we always know that we will move through it, together.

Thank you for three magical years of true love.

2 thoughts on “On His Third Birthday

  1. There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One is roots; the other, wings. Hodding Carter
    I am so glad you are able to learn and grow together:keep enjoying each moment, time goes so fast!!

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  2. It’s truly miraculous the bond & relationship between mother & child!! It’s a blessing like no other! Each day, month and year bring joys, happiness, learning about each other, incredible moments of care & infinite unconditional love! It’s wonderful how you describe the journey & your blog provides words to our shared emotions!

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