The chill of night still hangs in the air as I bury myself in the blissful warmth of the bedding and nestle my head further into the pillows. Willing my eyes to open; failing miserably. A sliver of light forms on the wall and suddenly the room is bright. Two groggy voices begin singing. I open my eyes and see two little heads with bedhead hair hugging their blankets. It’s my birthday.
I am instantly awake. all my senses full of the glory of this moment. How blessed I am! In that moment, when under normal circumstances I would find myself loathing the fact that I must wake up, I am overwhelmed with awe at what I have been given. With what has been entrusted to me. I stare at the silhouettes of those two sweet girls. Their voices melt away into the far recesses of my mind as in an instant I am transported back to their own days of birth, and that of my son only a year ago. The weight of responsibility and the freedom that comes from their unconditional love simultaneously weigh heavy on my heart and set it to flight. The sight of another face brings me back to the present; a grown up face, blurry in the distance. My love.
For thirteen years he has been by my side. Loving me. Supporting me. Through times happier than we could have ever dreamed as well as more trying and testing than we would have ever wished, he has remained my faithful and loving rock. Through the blur of distance and sleepy eyes I see a slight smile formed on his face. I am humbled and honored by his love and devotion to his children; how easily he takes joy in their tiniest of tasks.
Who am I that I should be so blessed? That the One who formed both the vast reaches of the universe and the tiny speck that is me would think to look on me, love me and bless me?? My mind boggles that He would call me friend; daughter; beloved. Even more that those endearments come regardless of my decisions, deeds, even attitude. Thank you, God!
As I reflect on the day that was carefully orchestrated by those I love to be all about me, I can’t help but realize that it really is all about them. Happy Birthday. To me.
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