I am so very honored to participate in a “Letters To Our Children” blog circle project with other moms and photographers who have inspired me in countless ways. On the 25th of each month, we will post our letters to our children. Be sure to click on the link at the bottom of this post to follow our circle. Be ready to see a mother’s heart through words and images. Pretty certain that this project will bring tears every time. Happy tears, of course. Blessed tears.
And my first letter. To my third.
January 24, 2013 10:54 p.m.
My sweet, serious Grant,
You very seldom come first. You are often the third one in line. The third child to be mentioned. The third name to be written. Very seldom the first. Because you are my third baby. And I like to do things in order.
For 2013, I have been inspired to write a letter a month to one of my children. My first instinct was to write to your older brother for my first letter. And as I sat down to write the letter, you came to my mind. Today you stayed home because you have a bad cold while your siblings went to school. You and I shared a “just the two of us” morning. We don’t get that too often, do we? So, because I want to remember even the tiniest detail of our special time together, I am writing the first letter to you. And because you seldom come first.
You are often the first responder when I ask for some helpers. And you happily help. Today I asked for your help to put away clothes that no longer fit you and your brother and to fill your closet with big brother’s hand me downs. And you made what is usually a somewhat boring yet necessary task enjoyable. You took every piece of clothing and decided on whose side of the closet to hang it on or to get rid of it because it was “uninspiring”. How I marveled at your thought process. Not only thinking about what you like but what your twin brother would like. That is just who you are. Always aware of others’ feelings. You are older than your four years.
Once the job was done, you didn’t hesitate with your answer when I asked what you wanted to do next. Color together. How you love to draw and color. Such an observer while paying attention to details. Always thinking. Your characteristics are evident in your artwork. If you are drawing a hamburger, you add sesame seeds to the bun. When you draw a person, you are sure to add eyelashes and dimples. Looking at your artwork is a wonderful gift for it allows me to see the world through your eyes. Sweet, serious eyes.
You are so very precious to me, sweet boy. You are the third of four. And how I love you as if you were the only. I love you for who God made you to be. A thinker. A helper. An artist. Sweet. Serious. Older than your years.
Thank you, Lord, for blessing my life with my Grant. I am blessed beyond measure. Beyond comprehension. Because you are good. So very good. Amen.
Continue to follow the Letters To Our Children blog circle by reading Jennifer Bacher’s letter to her birthday boy. I feel so very blessed to have met Jennifer who also is a contributor with me for Click It Up a Notch. Not only is she a kind-hearted mom of four but I am consistently inspired by her words and images. And I am blessed to call her “friend”.