Saturday, May 19, 2012

A Mom's Tribute to her Son

Where do I begin? It seems so long ago that we brought you home from the hospital. Yet, it is hard to believe how quickly this day has come. It is hard to connect that small, little boy to the man that you have become.
I weep and rejoice at the same time.
I think of all the stages that you went through--your love of dinosaurs, your disdain for Barney, your love of lizards, especially of African fat-tail geckos, your love of nature, flowers, birds, butterflies, dragonflies, native plants, photography, music, guitar.....and of course, computers.
I am amazed at all the many talents that God has blessed you with.
I see so many things that I should have taught you and didn't. I see my failures as a mother and yet, God's kindness in spite of those failures.........and I am humbled by God's goodness in giving us you.
No one can convey just how motherhood tears you apart -- how it can take you through all the emotions of joy, sorrow, fear, love.....at the same time.
So I am here, at this time in my life, weeping and rejoicing at the same time. Missing that little boy that I could hold and rejoicing for the young man God has molded you into.
One day, if the Lord tarries and you have children of your own, you will understand how much mom loves you and understand my heart on this day of days.





Congratulations son on your college graduation.

3 comments:

boo4baby said...

What a beautiful tribute, Kay! From a sweet mother's heart. You do have much to be proud of and thankful for. Congrats to Ben and to you and Mike! Love you!

Delighted Hands said...

What a wonderful adventure and the blessings to look forward to still abound!

Barb R. said...

Yeah Kay,

I know right were you are. I have two boys and when they both walked across the parade deck after having earned their IGA's from Parris Island..I had exacly the same emotions. Huge joy and huge sorrow...because they are not my little ones anymore.

Every mother in history has had these emotions...and every other mother after us will go thru the same thing. That is what molds, melds us all togeater.

Such is God's history with us and his making of us and this universe.