Thoughts about a birthday

24 years ago our first child was born - a beautiful, healthy daughter - and our lives changed forever. Those of you who are parents understand exactly what I mean. Having children means giving of yourself until there is really not much more to give! Am I right? Oh, but what rewards there are for those who look….

Small kisses and big hugs……

 school art projects taped to the wall…… 

   homemade Mother’s Day cards with hand written messages…… 

     walks to the park and hours (well, it seemed like hours) pushing the swing back and forth…….  

a pink elephant birthday cake…… 

     new school shoes…… backpacks thrown on the floor, overflowing with textbooks, candy wrappers, running shoes, sports uniforms.....

      special parties:  baptism, confirmation, high school graduation, college graduation!........ 

          painting the bedroom pink, and then yellow….. 

baby dolls, Barbies, ballerina outfits, hair ribbons, make-up¸ glittery shoes, twirly skirts, fuzzy slippers…

       girls’ weekends in Chicago….

                the first day of kindergarten, the first day of college, the first car, the first job, 

                       the first apartment, the first boyfriend, the first broken heart……

long nights awake worrying, praying, wondering….. 

my heart is full of thanks and awe.