A Spring of Joy

My Little One,

You have been such a cuddler today, so I’ve held you non-stop. Somehow it still seems as if I haven’t held you long enough. Time is passing by too quickly, and I can’t believe you’re already two weeks old. I tell your daddy every day that you’re growing up too fast…

At 3:44 p.m. there you were–all 7 lb. 14.5 oz. of wriggling, crying, adorable baby boy!! Daddy and Bethy both said you were a boy at about the same time, and I started sobbing… I was in love with you before you came, but to finally meet you was beyond description! Our son.

Our SON! What words those are–and what joy fills my heart to say them. You are a beautiful expression of the love your daddy and I share. I am so glad you are here, so very glad and so very thankful.

Isn’t it wonderful? You are an answer to prayer, little one, and you fill our lives with more joy than I ever could have imagined. Yes, you do.

(excerpt from my journal to my Buddy written seven years ago.)

Happy Birthday, my little man. I am so amazed by every exuberant, determined, sensitive, thoughtful, intelligent and loving part of you! You fill my days with LIFE.

As a side note: I am celebrating one year chemo free today, too. Yes, there is much life to celebrate!