My oldest child, Jack, just turned 21 over the Thanksgiving break. If that doesn’t splash a bucket of ice-cold water on my face then nothing will. Since this is my first time at helping usher a child to the age of 21, I’m all reflective about how fast 21 years went. Maybe some of you who have gone before me can relate.
My website is in the process of being updated with a new look. It should be more user-friendly in a few weeks with more recipes, my favorite things and decoration ideas. I hope all of you had a great Thanksgiving with your families and are looking forward to a wonderful Christmas season.
Merry Christmas to you all!
When you were born 21 years ago, your dad and I had no clue what we were doing
the nurses handed you to me and I could feel my nerves start brewing.
You didn’t come with instructions when we brought you home that day
I wondered how you would actually make it and if this new mom would find her way.
I quit working at my job just two days before you arrived
and in those beginning days, I really wondered if I would survive.
You see, post partum depression visited me quite soon
and there were many days where you and I would just lay around and watch a cartoon.
But those dark clouds blew away and the joy came back
you were always my buddy,
you were my Jack.
You were a constant fixture upon my left hip
and at times when I tried to put you down, you would just tighten your grip.
I wish I had known when the last time would be
when you wanted to be held or play horsey on my knee.
The day finally came where Thomas the Tank was packed away
and football and friends became your mainstay.
For years I stood on the sideline and cheered a tad loud
yes, I know my voice could carry, but I was just super proud.
But time has moved on and since you’re 21 now
my position on the sideline will be different somehow.
I’ll step back into the stands of life, a little father from the field
and watch more from a distance and see God as your shield.
Your days of a little boy under our watchful care
have vanished in the blink of an eye – straight into thin air.
Chances are one day you’ll be the groom to a beautiful bride
and you’ll experience the love of a companion walking through life by your side.
And if someday God blesses you with a little boy to hold on your hip
remember he’ll turn 21 before you know it
so let him tighten his grip.