That's my Big Boy!

There comes a time in a flippin 53 year old mom's life that she, meaning me, has one of those "epiphany" moments. My moment came again this morning as I am trying gallantly to get out of the door on time to school for our morning devotional time. I flipped this machine on and checked my oldest's blog. I always am amazed at the power and grace and icredible wit of the pen he wields. He has always been the master of disguise, literally and figuratively, and takes great delight in his changes of character, voices, and personas. He does the same with his pen. I envy those immeasurable gifts. How did I ever get so lucky? Being a mom is a lifelong journey of continuous trial and error. My two unfortunately, have had to endure those trials and yes many of my errors. But you know, their gifts, talents, joys, and perserverance has helped them succeed so much more than I have ever given them credit for. When I thought my oldest wasn't musical, he has totally proven me wrong. He plays the guitar, established himself in an awesome band out of the DFW area, and has followed his heart and passions in spite of the nay saying of the Mr. and I. He accepted the challenge of being his own person and following his dreams while still being an incredibly practical guy. The Mr. & I woke up this morning ready to pursue our days, his is much more relaxed than mine, and we looked at each other and said, "Wow, who would have thought, you and I together for almost 30 years, and the blessings of 2 count 'em 2 incredible young men that we call, our boys. They are AWESOME! Thank you, God. The Mr. and I are blessed forever.