When I was not quite twenty years old, I became a mother to the most beautiful, perfect child God had ever created (up to that point). He was a blessing from the day he was born.
He was an easy child and a true delight.
He loved working and playing outside, fishing, everything about tractors, and was good at most everything he tried, especially sports.
He was never a fan of school but could take apart and put back together most anything he could get his hands on.
He broke some bones, got many stitches and kept me worried all the time.
Over the years, I believe he has taught me far more than I tried to teach him. He has endured more disappointment and heartache than anyone ever should have to. Through all of it, he has maintained a close relationship with God and is a great example. Being headstrong has made him a good leader. If he falls, he picks himself up and keeps marching on. When one thing doesn’t work, he makes a new way. There’s no stopping this boy.
I love his sense of humor and he always has a huge smile in his face.
He will argue until you want to ring his neck but even then, he’s hard not to love.
Somehow, two decades have passed. My first-born baby boy is twenty years old. That seems impossible and I don’t really like it, but it’s also exciting. I am excited to see what his future holds.
I prayed for everyday of his childhood and teenage years.
I prayed for his upcoming adult life (and wife) for twenty consecutive years.
The time has come where he’s pretty much an adult. While I hope he allows me to always be a part of his life, it’s his to control and live out. I’m confident in his ability to stay on the right path and I believe he will always keep the Lord right beside him.
There are so many blessings still to come!
I will forever thank God for allowing me to be his Mama.
Happy 20th Birthday, Tyler!! I LOVE you!!
