Heidi October 20th, 2008
My Dear Son,
A few weeks ago, I began thinking about how you’d be turning 18 months old before I knew it.
And sure enough, it happened!
And now when people ask, “How old is your son?” I have to answer, “18 months old.”
How do I tell you what a special little boy you are to me?
There are no words to describe how much you light up my life.
But somehow I have to try.
To forever record the Little Man you are at this moment.
The Little Man I wish I could always hold onto.
But know I cannot.
So all I can do is attempt to describe you to yourself at this moment in time…..
My son, you’ve been given an extraordinary gift.
A gift that shines through every aspect of your little life.
From how you swing your arms when you speed walk.
To the sparkle in your eyes when you smile.
And now that you are talking, this gift pours from you in your sweet exclamations of joy and wonder.
You touch a special place in people’s hearts.
A place they didn’t know existed until they met you.
A place that swells and bursts with joy and laughter in your company.
But is empty and lonely when you’re gone.
A place that can’t get enough of you.
And the adorable way you do everything.
Truly, this gift is indescribable.
But I’m so glad you have it.
And I’ll spend the rest of my life enjoying it.
And trying to capture it.
17 months old
18 months old