Where did 7 years go?

Today is my youngest son's birthday. He's 7. Where did the time go?

7 years 9 months ago, I was one of the most miserable people on the planet. It was right after 9/11, but I had other travesties on my mind. I was knocked up. Yes, pregnant, pretty alone, and totally freaked out. What were people going to think? What was I gonna do? What was my dad gonna say?

I walked around pretty much in misery for 9 months. Not a really great time in my life.

Oh...but God is good. He is soo good.

One thing that I keep tucked in close to my heart and will for the rest of my life, is something a lady told me when I was pregnant. I didn't know this woman very well, but as I was down in the office cafeteria, this big black woman came up to me, looked me right in the face, and said, "Tina, God don't make no mistakes." and turned and walked away. God bless her soul she passed away the following May. But boy was she right. My darkest hours have turned into my brightest joys. Thank you Lord, for knowing what I could never even imagine.

What a blessing this little man of mine is. Nothing can bring me joy like he can. He frustrates me to no end at times ( he a "little man" after all) but he is the most loving, kind, gentle spirit I have ever encountered. He is my biggest defender, knowing intuitively when I am hurt.

He tells me he loves me about 20 times a day. For no reason in particular. He has a soft heart for animals, bugs, frogs, rocks...the list goes on and on.

Kyle is gonna be something special someday. He says he wants to be a Pastor. I think it's fitting, but if he changes his mind, I am sure he will still be someone who touches peoples hearts and lives. Just like he has mine.

Happy Birthday Son, I am so thankful I have you.