Today is St. Patrick's Day...not a huge deal for me except for 2 things; 1) I forgot to wear green 2) it's my son Jordan's 21st birthday.
Let's begin with #1. Ok, so I remembered about the whole green thing halfway to school today. Hunter did too, but fortunately for him, he has a green stripe on his tennis shoes. Me--well, the lucky little four leaf clover was not within my reach--no green to be found upon me! Arrive at work and someone enters my office, wielding her fingers like lobster claws, just itching to pinch an inch. I did threaten to break an arm (or two)...and she left. My neighbor down the hall received a load of lucky-day crap..um, stuff from her secret pal, and I must fess up, I did have the opportunity to wear a large, green lei all day long courtesy of her...but I declined due to a small strand of self-respect, and the fact that it made my neck itch. So alas, I will trod through my day anticipating that someone, somewhere will try to pinch me--and I will either bruise, drop them like Hulk Hogan...or use my best leprechan magic and disappear!!!
Now for #2 *sigh*...yeah, my very first baby is now 21. Oh.my.gosh. How in the heck did this happen???? Please don't think that I need a birds and the bees lesson, or Dr Spock to walk me through his childhood...but I swear that it really wasn't that long ago that he was racing through the house, or shooting hoops in the driveway. Humor me as I have to walk down memory lane...
It began when he was born (2 freaking weeks late!) and Tim said that he looked like Yoda--from Star Wars. Yes, he did resemble a little wrinkled old man...but he was my baby, and I instantly fell in love. He had a head full of hair (6 haircuts by a year old) that stood straight up no matter what we did to it!!! He was adorable--no, really--he was!!! Ok, I won't bore anyone with all the details of his childhood...but needless to say...it went by in about a weeks time!!!
Just this last summer he got married to his beautiful wife Cassie. I see them laughing and joking together and it warms my heart to see them happy. I have so many wishes and dreams for them...but I realize that I must let go so that they can achieve their own wishes and dreams. I wait (but not too eagerly) for the day when they decide to have children, and I pray that they will raise their children in a Godly household.
So I guess that this official nod of adulthood marks another day where I must cut those apron strings--I began last summer...and I will finish the snip today. I must admit that I do so with more than a little sadness...for the cute little boy in the big glasses and bird-like legs, "the gnat" on the basketball court, but who had tremendous patience with a baby brother. I will sniff as I recall the first bike ride without training wheels, and the resulting trip to the ER. But I will swell with pride over the man that has worked up to 3 jobs at a time, taken college classes here and there (degree by 25?), bought a house, landed a great job with a healthy company--and snagged a wonderful wife. Many people have told Tim and I that we are lucky that we have such great kids...and we reply that they are great in spite of having us as parents who had to "learn the ropes" at the same time that they did. But, you know what? We do have great kids...and Acacia and Hunter have a great big brother!!!
Happy Birthday my little leprechan...I hope that your life takes you over the rainbow to the pot of gold!! Love you much... :-)
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