|Mother and Son|
My son Johnny....Our story begins with me coming home one day many years ago and finding my niece sitting in my yard with a box of old clothes and her two precious baby boys. She said her boyfriend had kicked her out and she had no where else to go.....she was a teenager,on drugs and alone. I took her in and felt like I did my very best at trying to help her get her life straight...helped her find a job,got her into church and counseling but,nothing worked out!She eventually left but,left her baby boy behind for me to care for. She signed all rights over to me to raise him as my own. His brother went to another family member to raise.
I was overjoyed to pour myself into this beautiful child. He was just under a year old when he came to me ...I taught him to walk,talk and everything else mothers teach their precious babies. I am proud of the man he has become. There were challenges to be certain in raising him,just as there are with all children but,the blessings so outweighed all the challenges. I am thankful to have had the privilege to invest my love,sweat and tears into his life. In every sense of the word...I am his mother and he is my son. With all that said ...why the reflection on this today? Because this weekend my son is leaving his very small hometown...where he has lived 18 of his 19 years,attending one school and one church all his life, and going off to San Diego to begin his training for the U.S. Marines. This has been his dream since he was about the age of 12...many G.I.Joe's are being left behind to prove it....smile. The ones that survived all the battles,that is!
As all children do...he grew up much to quick.
Until one day..he outgrew me..in height anyway..smile.
He has his dreams.........
He accomplished some goals......
And now he will be leaving and experiencing life in a very big way....Please,pray with me that God be with him every step of this new adventure he is going into. I know in my heart ...he will!