Happy Birthday, TM!

TM turned 8 years old today.  I can't believe it, really.  Four years ago there were days where I couldn't imagine him being that old... mainly because I could only see what was right in front of me and it wasn't pretty.  As hard I as tried to imagine a time where our family would feel  'normal' again I couldn't do it.  But we all have come a long, long way since that time four years ago.  We are back to normal again (whatever that happens to be) and not only can I appreciate the present, I can imagine the future... one where my son grows up to be a responsible man.  I love him so much.  He is bright, funny, caring, and energetic.

The other day when he was sitting on my lap I was realizing how big he has gotten.  He hangs off in all directions and has lost that little-boy-look he used to have.  I was suddenly struck with how much I have missed of him.  Not only did I miss his baby and toddler years, I missed his preschool years as well.  I couldn't appreciate his small little boy-ness as both he and I deserved because we were fighting so hard to learn to love each other.  I know there is nothing I could have changed about those first months and years we had together, but I grieve their loss.

TM enjoyed his family party.  He ordered shrimp fried rice for dinner and chocolate mayonnaise cake with a chocolate glaze for dessert.  One of his favorite gifts was from his Grammy and Grandpa... an Erector set that comes with a motor.  Do they know their grandson well or what?  Look at that smile.

Happy Birthday, TM!  I love you.