This Boy

Just the thought of him makes me smile. By being with him makes me feel complete. He's the best man I've known. I've never seen anyone as happy as he is to see me.

We play. we laugh. We run. And just by being ourselves, I find comfort and joy. My words are wisdom to him. He appreciates every little thing I do. He touches my nose to show me that he misses me. He kisses me to show me that he loves me. He's eager to listen to my stories. He loves to dance with me with my odd tempo. He listens to me sing as if it is the most melodic voice he've heard. He hugs me tightly when he's afraid of a purring cat or a barking dog. He loves to hear me talk even though it doesn't make any sense.

The gift of having a life entrusted to me is overwhelmingly amazing. Knowing that what he becomes depends on me is the greatest gift God has ever given to me.

I'll savor this moment when he still appreciates my dance and my song. Or this moment when everything I say is everything to him. I'll appreciate his hug because his life depends on it. Or that he still can't recognize the mistakes that I made. Or that he asks me to stay and play with him coz when he grows up, I might be the one asking him to stay and play with me.

Everyday he is changing. I'm afraid that if I leave him for a moment, I'll be missing a word, a trick or a laugh. Seeing this boy, my baby, is the worth the pain and sacrifice. He is more than what I bargained for.