Dear first born son,
You turned 9 just a few short weeks ago. You are my first born child on this side of the world. A born leader, sure. A know it all, definitely. Most organized child, always. Empathetic heart, without a doubt. There is some truth to birth order, I have no idea why because I haven’t read into much. All I know is that I love you, I love you and I love you. For some unknown reason you think your parents hung the moon. You care deeply for us and others, although sibling rivalry is very real. You are confident, you are joyful and you have more curiosity than anyone I know. You ask so many questions and tell me that’s how you get smarter, well ok then keep asking. You’re turning into a young man and I pray that with God’s Grace we are parenting you well. I pray you know him and love him deeply and follow him for all of your days. I pray you say yes to God and no to the world and get to see his plan for your life unfold before you. I believe we can be difference makers here and I can’t wait to watch you shake the earth.
I love you my child,
Your mom.
