Tuesday, November 18, 2008

I was made for times like these.






My finger holds his spot as he tries to sound out the newest sound.
The once bright sun starting to fade through my windows.
My self knowing this is one of those moments that he and I will look back on with
sweet memories. My fingers tracing the sound, his fingers next to mine.
I know the Lord made me for this. He made me to lay next to my son on cold days teaching
him to read. I'm not sure it's coming as easily as I thought it would, but what else do I have to do? I was made for this. I was made to be his mom.
He was made to be my sweet, gentle son whom I would like to say I'm very proud of.
If this is a journal of our life together and perhaps one day I might be gone, I just wanted him to know: I'm so very very proud of you my son....
love, mom

3 comments:

Taylor said...

Mom, I just wanted to say that you are the best mom in the whole world!
I love your post.
Thank you for always encouraging me to my best.

Love you,
Taylor

Anonymous said...

That goes for me too. You have a great heart for training our children. You do a wonderful job. I too am very proud of this boy. : )

Dad/Scott

:: jamie :: said...

Beautiful post! Thank you so much for visiting my blog, and for your encouraging comment!

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