Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Hard-headed in the right direction

When my daughter was born, she had a head full of dark hair and olive skin. She didn't look a thing like me. She looked exactly like my husband.

A few years later, on July 23, the baby I had always envisioned came into my life when my son was born. He was blond and fair ... and looked like me.

I'll admit. I liked it.

As he grew up, I saw more similarities between us. I found myself repeating the phrases I had heard when I was a child.

"You're so hard-headed," I would say just as my grandmother had said to me.

"You won't take no for an answer," which were words straight from my mother's mouth.

He frustrated me.

But, if truth be told, I liked it. He made me laugh with his undying determination. He impressed me when he figured out how to get just about everything he wanted.

Over the years, however, what has impressed me more is how he is determined to help others.

If you are in search of something, he won't rest until he finds it for you.

If you don't understand how to work something, he will figure out how to fix it for you or will help you understand how to do it yourself.

If you have a problem, like a wise owl he is ready to disperse a few short lines of wisdom.

I am proud to be like him but even more proud of the ways he is different from me.

As he celebrates his birthday today, I hope he feels as special as he makes others feel. I hope he laughs the way he, and only he, can make me laugh. And, I hope his determination keeps getting him where he wants to go and blessing the rest of us.

Happy Birthday to my wise son!

Your cake!