my boy

a good friend of mine passed on a little sign that i have hanging in my office, just above my desk, where i read it nearly every day. its both funny and true, it makes me laugh and wince at the same time. it says...
every woman has at least one challenge in life...
she either marries it, or gives birth to it.

pretty funny, no?
both are true on any given day... these days it’s the one i gave birth to. the first one. the problem i face now, and a problem i would think most parents encounter at some point, is realizing that you see your child in a different light than others do. and wondering why they can’t, or won’t, see what you see.
trust me, i have days when i look at this kid and think that he was sent from above for the sole purpose to DRIVE. ME. NUTS. but when i look closer, i always see an angel. my angel. i see his passion, and curiosity, and unabashed sweetness. despite how difficult he can be...

i’m sure my mother just sits back and contemplates how sweet paybacks are. and so i try to remember that i too was a hellion, and it was that very special way of being difficult and stubborn and passionate that made me who i am now. and i kinda like that about myself.

my grandmother would say “this too shall pass.” and it will. and when it’s all just a distant memory i would kill to have this little boy be little again.

this is why we take pictures. we are trying to remember, and show everyone else the way we see things.
this is how i see my boy. angelic and sweet, curious and such a miracle.

and here’s another from that same day that i love.