I couldn't begin to imagine 18 years ago, after giving birth to our first son, than one day he would be a man.
To think that one day he wouldn't need me anymore.
Even a year ago....The sound of two men in our home and a son taller than myself, lifting things I could not lift, opening the jelly jars too tight for me to open, climbing on the roof, building furniture, making decisions...even big ones like riding a freaking bull, let alone countless bulls....it was so far from a reality for me.
Can we please go back to the squeaky voice, the "mom can you help me", sneaking hugs and frogs and dinosaurs? Can't there just be a few, last childlike remnants of this young man so that it doesn't seem so sudden?
It's true what they say.
"It goes by too quickly."
Why didn't I listen?
I am now the mother of a man.
How did it happen?
How proud we are of you Abraham Ansolabehere. You are such a blessing to this family. Such a calm, steady, mild mannered man child. I love to hear what outsiders have to say about the respect, manners, and maturity you display. You have more "whatever you do turns to gold" in your pinky finger that I could ever hope to have. I hope you remember that.
I hope you use it.
From roping, to bulls, the guitar, and just how people love you...you excel at everything you put your mind to and that is an incredible thing.
I pray that you seek the Lord in His word and that daily He would conform and transform you. May you, by God's grace, become a mighty force in His kingdom and for His glory. 🙏🙌 We love you Abraham.
Happy 18TH birthday. ❤️
Welcome to adulthood.