My BABY is a quarter of a century old today, and I would sincerely like someone to explain to me when exactly that happened?!? I am positive it was just yesterday that she was a 3 year old clinging to my leg as I rang the bell of our new neighbor's house to introduce ourselves. I am sure it was only yesterday that her big brother thought it would be a good idea to make her take a bite out of a night light bulb. I am certain it was only yesterday that her little 3 year old hand took mine, and calmed MY fears as she was about to receive stitches for a gash in her chin...telling me not to worry, because Jesus was with her. *Sniff*
There are certain stories that you just never forget. They live in your memory as though they did just happen yesterday. Mothers forever remember the intense labor, and pure joy, when their newborn child is placed in the arms, pain immediately forgotten. The fact of the matter is that your child, your baby, will always be your child and your baby. Even when they are a quarter of a century old.
So as we sing and celebrate, as the candles are blown out, the private moments, memories and stories flood back, warming the heart and once again bringing out that unconditional love a mother has for her child. When their special day arrives and they are hours from home, leading adult lives, we can be thankful their new found "family" of friends will also celebrate their life and new found "old age".
Here's to birthdays, extended family (thank you Ping and Dont!), and our babies staying forever young in our hearts.
Oh, and let them eat cake!
A warm country hug to all,
Happy Birthday BABY!!!