I can't believe we've been married 13 years. My oldest boy is 12 years old today. For me it is like Ground Hog Day. It just keeps repeating itself over and over and over again. There are some major differences this year. First, I now have a child who is old enough to be 12. He's a tweener. He's completed his 12th year of life and is heading on to his 13th.
Second, this birthday has the snow. Just like me as a kid, He has his own story to tell....all surrounding his birthday. I'm expressive with words, but not with emotions. I know your aren't supposed to pray for these things, but I prayed specifically for a first born male. Brett was given to me. I never cry, but I did when when God presented him to me. I don't always ask for things, but when I do I ask big.
Today for the first time ever, today, on Brett's Birthday, I wrote a letter to my wife thanking her for giving me my heart's desire. Then, my brother, Eric, gave me a cigar, a cuban cigar. Today, I carried Brett on my shoulders while I smoked it knowing that God carries me today and into the future. I wanted to carry Brett, knowing that some day down the road my son may carry me
.....even more than he does now.
SURE, THE 9 YEAR OLD TOOK THE PICTURE WHILE I WAS BLINKING, BUT I COULDN'T BE MORE PROUD!
Happy Birthday Brett!