TruMama

7 years ago this happened…

and it is the best thing that has ever happened to me. No doubt.

I love when I get a package in the mail. It’s exciting, no matter what it is.

Shampoo, dish detergent, or a new book.

Does not matter. Seeing the delivery truck stop in front of the house makes me smile.

That is what every single day is like with you. Like getting a package.

April 26, 2009 I delivered you, but you have been delivering to me ever since.

You deliver the sweetest smiles.

You deliver the boldest laughs.

You deliver quiet moments of thought and conversation.

You deliver wild romps of games and fun and jumps on the trampoline.

You deliver the most tender kindness and the most loving consideration.

Every day you open this beautiful world for me just a little bit more.

You open my eyes and my heart to see that real joy is in a simple moment.

The moment when you lay your head on my shoulder as I carry you to the car so early in the morning.

The moment I squeeze you tight at lunch before you push me away.

The moment I see you coming down the hall at the end of the school day.

The moment our heads are side by side on the pillow reading a book as you gently fall to sleep.

You deliver daily packages over and over again.

So many, in fact, I can not keep up.

These moments fly by, so I must slow down.

I whisper, “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.”

You are a gift.

Each moment is a gift.

This life is a gift.

Happy 7th birthday!

I love you too much!