Tomorrow you will be 15. Fifteen years ago today I had no idea what a miracle I would be holding in a short 24 hours. And I had no idea how much my life would be enriched.
Nor would I have any idea how fast a decade and a half would fly.
I’ve watched you learn it all – and as a teenager, you know it all. 😉 From crawling, to walking, to – in six months – DRIVING. You are becoming a man. My firstborn.
I love you. I know you won’t totally grasp the depth of that love until you hold your own child. No one can fully understand that a mother or father would throw themselves in front of a bus for their baby, until they have that baby. And you are still my baby. You always will be. That embarrasses you now, but it will be a comfort some day. I promise you that.
We’ve had a great times and our bad. Your short stint in our Home Maximum Security Prison was hard… but we all survived. And if you think it sucked for you to be stuck here for all those months, think of those that had to survive your moping. Yeah, that sucked too. 🙂 But you learned, you changed, you grew.
Yes, Dad and I still plan on practicing our duets when you bring your first girlfriend home to meet us. It is our obligation to try to embarrass you if we can. We are truly looking forward to it. mwahhahahahhaaaa
And our afternoon discussions. I wouldn’t trade that few hours for the world. Every day you come home from school, and we talk about politics, or current events, or anything… and you can discuss them with such intelligence, common sense, and intuitiveness it gives me chills. I am in awe of you.
I made you. This fact still amazes me. I made this tall, handsome, brilliant, funny, classy being that I know is going to make such an impact on this world. Whatever you choose to do with your life, be happy. BE HAPPY. And always make those around you happy.
Always remember to be kind. That’s the most important thing I want to implore you to do. Your smile and kind words may make someone’s day. It could change someone’s life. And it’s so easy to do. Don’t be rude or cruel. Don’t be jealous, and don’t allow yourself to worry. Those are two more wasted emotions.
Always put your family first. We’re always going to be there – friends may not be. There may be bumps in that road, but the bumps are what you use to hold onto while you climb. Without those bumps, you may slip. Your brother loves you so much, and believe me, I know it’s hard to understand that now. When you’re 25, or 30, or 40, you’ll depend on that love to get you through rough times. And you’ll depend on that love to be there during the good times.
Your sisters are really going to depend on you. They look up to you now – and I know, I know – you don’t fully “get” that either. You are so fortunate. We are all very blessed.
I hope you meet someone that makes you happy. After all these years, I still want to hug Daddy so hard I end up on the other side of him, and I hope you find that too. You deserve it.
I love you so much. I hope you have a Happy 15th Birthday, and many, many more.