July 24, 2013

My own sweet prince and princess!

Once upon a time a handsome prince and beautiful duchess had a sweet baby boy, and the whole world celebrated their joy with them.  But life is more than fairy tale characters and royal personages--we "common folk" have much to celebrate as well!

Twenty nine years ago today I was blessed with the birth of my first son.  I didn't know love could go so deep or be so vast, or so many years later still be so strong and pure.  We named him Michael, from the Hebrew meaning "who is like God".  A good, strong name for a little boy who has become a good, strong man. 

Growing up I had siblings  who I loved a lot, plus lots of young cousins. I babysat in high school, earned a teaching degree, taught Sunday School and in general, pretty much loved kids.  But nothing prepared me for the love that washed over me when I held my firstborn in my arms and realized we were linked at the heart, forever.  I was astonished at the depth and breadth and take-your-breath-away feelings that I had never known existed before.  In short, I became a mother.

 Close your eyes 
 Have no fear 
The monster's gone
  He's on the run and your mommy's here
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful 
Beautiful boy 
 Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful 
 Beautiful boy
Before you go to sleep
  Say a little prayer
  Every day in every way
  It's getting better and better
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful 
 Beautiful boy
  Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful 
 Beautiful boy
Out on the ocean sailing away 
 I can hardly wait to see you come of age
  But I guess, we'll both just have to be patient 
'Cause it's a long way to go, a hard row to hoe 
 Yes, it's a long way to go but in the meantime 
Before you cross the street 
Take my hand 
 Life is what happens to you
  While you're busy making other plans
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful 
 Beautiful boy
  Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful 
 Beautiful boy
And twenty-eight years ago, another mother was holding her beautiful little girl in her arms, calling her Gena, which derives from the Italian name for Queen. How appropriate.  For she grew up to become the queen of my son's heart.

 They said you have me wrapped around your finger
Like the ribbons that you wear in your hair
Maybe 'cause when i see your little fingers holdin' onto mine
I don't have a care
You've got me buyin' you bows and dresses
Oh, what a beautiful mess that this is

I think I'm in love
She's two foot three
Eyes blue and green
I just can't get enough
She got my heels over my head
Or better yet, she got me movin' to the beat of her drum
And if love were time, i would spend all mine
Just livin' inside her world
'cause she's daddy's baby girl

Soon she'll crawl, then walk, then talk, she's here for a while
Then sweet sixteen, and like a dream, she's down the aisle

And the little girl grew into a beautiful princess:

The two beloved children went off to school:

And grew into beautiful young adults, ready to head off to college:

Where they met and became super-heroes:

Sharing the same birthday and the same major,
as well as the same family values and love of God and family.  They grew to realize they shared something else....a beautiful love for each other.
  And so they decided to begin a fairy tale of their own.

And on this special day I wish my wonderful son and his beautiful wife all the very best that life has to offer.  You are loved more than you can possibly imagine, and we are so very proud of both of you.
  Happy, happy birthday!


  1. I love this! What a beautiful tribute to Michael and Gena! You are so talented my dear sister! Love you all!

  2. What a sweet post. I love that they share the same birthday!