Halfway to Manhood

Carson- 6 weeks

Bittersweet. That is how I am feeling about Carson turning 9 yesterday. I am blessed to be his mom, to watch him grow, to see the awesome man he will be developing. I am sad because it is half over. My job is 50% complete, and before I know it, he will be off on his own, making his own life's adventures. I LOVE my time with him, and cherish even the seemingly insignificant moments we have together. I thoroughly enjoy our long conversations in the car about everything from super heroes to global politics; my son is intelligent an well-rounded. I cannot for the life of me recall what I used to do with all of my time before he came into my life, and I surely have never felt such instant and unconditional love for someone as I did when I held him in my arms for the first time 9 years ago yesterday. For my sweet, half-grown son I pray: Lord, bless my son with wisdom to seek council in You, faith in the path that You put before him, strength to follow it, courage to stand against anyone who would try to dissuade him from it, and love for him to give others for Your glory. Amen. Happy 9th birthday, Carson! Mommy and Daddy love you!