Monday, March 12, 2012

Happy Birthday James!

Twenty three years ago I was in my ninth month past my expectant due date in March curiously awaiting the arrival of my first born. On March 9, 1989 I was working at a local newspaper selling ads when I felt my first contraction. I immediately called my doctor and then my oldest sister who synonymously told me to wait because there was a lot more fun to be had before I could meet one of God's greatest creations.

On the morning of March 10 I was admitted into the hospital only to find out that I still had quite a long wait which I took to mean an hour or two. While in and out of contractions my Mother came in for a visit to see how things where progressing. While she was there I experienced a doozy. She held my hand and encouraged me to breathe deep. When it was over, my Mother lovingly looked into my eyes, brushed back my hair and gave me words of wisdom that I will never forget. She said "Now you know why I have always demanded so much respect".

On March 11 at 1:11 A.M. I finally had the pleasure to meet my son James. As I held him in my arms I understood what it meant to fall in love with someone at first sight. He was beautiful. Since that time I have had the joy of witnessing life through his eyes and what a marvelous life it has been with him in it. He is still beautiful and very bright.
Thank you so much for being a part of our life. Happy Birthday my son.