My Counting Rope

"Knots in a Counting Rope." A Native Peoples tale of the trials and successes of life and the markers that stem from these experiences. I stumbled across this little story awhile ago in my internet wanderings and it has stuck with me all these years. It reflects the experiences I have had with my own life and experiences. With this blog, I hope to reflect to the world and my own reminisces of the path that I have walked and the gems I found along the way. The pictures posted will be the "knots" along my own life's rope.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Its Your Birthday....

Who's? Yours:)
A wonderful young man who was gifted to me 22 years ago. You have met the trials of  growing into adulthood with honor and great strength. You have made me proud and continue to do so.
You came into this world weighing 9'1, almost bald with a dusting of light red hair. Your little body was a pale purple, and you continued to grow, making the world your own. While you were small, you smiled the entire day, the new world fascinated you to no end. A quieter baby, I could not ask for one. You spoiled me and continue to do so. I am blessed to have you in my life. As you grew, your little mind was inquisitive; you read books like they were candy and by the time you graduated high school you were on a second year college level. You have worked hard in your studies and have achieved the first step of your dream. As I watch you grow, I look on with wonder at the miracle I was blessed with. Time will bring you tougher trials and place walls to breach in your path. My wish for you is that you continue to meet these challenges with the same if not greater; grace and honor, that you have used so far in you have used so far in your life. I will continue to watch you and offer help as needed, but just know you are never alone. Love stands by you daily.
Love to my son on his day,
From Mom.

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