I waited all day for you to start. I was ready. Late that night, well late for me, we left to begin the journey to meet you. I grabbed my bag and headed out into the cold December night. There was an overwhelming feeling of excitement and fear. What did you look like? Would you like me? We arrived at the place and they gave me a room. They tried to make me comfortable. They told me to get some sleep. You wouldn’t get there for a while yet.
I didn’t sleep. I wasn’t comfortable. Hurry up! I’ve been waiting so long to meet you. I’ve known your name for years. I’ve dreamed of what you looked like. I need to see you, touch you, smell you, kiss you.
Daylight broke and you were truly on your way. No turning back now. But, we were still hours away. Finally the urge came and I knew you were close. I worked so hard for you to get here. I was exhausted.
Then, there you were. So much dark curly hair on you head. Very tall and big. I held you in my arms and knew that I would love you forever. You were my baby. You were perfect. I will fight for you and with you for the rest of my life.
Happy Birthday to my Oldest.
