i remember this day 11 years ago as if it was a movie i have seen dozens of times. i was enormously pregnant. i would get into bed at night (no easy task). i would almost have to take a running start and then pull a rolling move like something out of an indiana jones movie….only i looked like maybe i had eaten indian jones. in bed i would fight to get comfortable but settle on just being still as comfortable had divorced me long ago. as i lay there with the bug thrashing around in me like he couldn’t get comfortable either, my thoughts turned to the inevitable. i was going to meet this person shortly, who would he be….
i couldn’t have dreamt up the gift that we have been given. there is no way that i could have been prepared for him. he is simply one of the kindest, most thoughtful people i know. he likes things a certain way which some find difficult to endure. i would argue that each of us has our quirks. if being particular is the trade off for his gentle spirit, i’m in. happy birthday to my second child. my number one son.
look for what i learned tomorrow because today is all about the bug.E