365 Project 2014

365 Day 74 Sweet Surprise

March 19, 2014
Gifts from my Boy

Gifts from my Boy

I hear the mudroom door open and close softly as I sit at my computer late in the evening. I know it is my boy coming through that door. I love that sound. I never tire of it. The shuffling of feet, keys jingling into pockets, the turning of the knob to close the door behind him; he is home again. I know there are not too many of these nights left to come in the future. He is becoming a man so fast. It will not be long at all before he will be raising a family of his own, walking though his own back door.

This time he comes bearing a gift. He extends a lovely pear blossom branch in my direction. ” For you” he says sweetly. My heart flutters a little. A surprise from my son. A love offering. I am taken back to days gone by when he would bring in a wrinkled bunch of jonquils from the pasture hill, eyes beaming with joy. I would hurriedly put them in a vase on the table as he watched proudly. I was proud too. Can this be the same boy who towers above me now?

Proudly Displayed

Proudly Displayed

Tonight I could see a heaviness on him. He said he had been walking at the park, just praying. He talked like a man, the man I had prayed he would grow to be. A man after God’s own heart. He talked about wanting to love people, about what kind of life he wanted to lead. My eyes brimmed with tears in gratitude. These are the kinds of words mothers wait their whole lives to hear. I know I did not earn this. It is a gift from God, much like the flowers in my son’s hands. With God’s help, we have raised a man — a man who loves God, who is smart and brave and who cares for the needs of others. With God’s help, we have raised a warrior and a generous spirit.

As I place the branch in the old turquoise mason jar, we move onto lighter subjects. We laugh and share a few stories about our day. He always makes me laugh. I watch his eyes crinkle at the corners over his strong cheekbones. I can’t believe time has moved on so swiftly. Those cheeks that were once chubby and so pinch-able are now chiseled and scruffy.

He will be 21 this Saturday. Legally, he will be a man, but his heart has already proven so.

I love you, my son. I am so proud of you.

 

Proverbs 3:5,6 ~

“Trust God from the bottom of your heart;
    don’t try to figure out everything on your own.
Listen for God’s voice in everything you do, everywhere you go;
    he’s the one who will keep you on track.”

 

 

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7 Comments

  • Reply sarah March 19, 2014 at 10:36 pm

    This is so beautiful in so many ways.

  • Reply cmo March 20, 2014 at 7:27 am

    Tall and wise, Handsome and funny, adventurous and talented, prayerful and dependent = unstoppable and one of a kind..

  • Reply Annie March 20, 2014 at 7:42 am

    Stop.

    I can’t keep reading these at work.

    They will think my emails are making me cry.

    Which they are.

  • Reply Mama March 20, 2014 at 8:05 am

    You are so blessed!

  • Reply Mom March 20, 2014 at 7:52 pm

    What a beautiful tribute to a wonderful young man whom I am proud to call my grandson. I too am proud of Johnny. He truly has a generous and sweet spirit. I love him much!

  • Reply Kristy Hutchinson March 20, 2014 at 9:07 pm

    Mary Anne you inspire me to be the best mother I can. Even though it has only been 4 months. I am grateful to have met you and to hear your lessons on life. I look forward to many more photo sessions with you!

  • Reply Sr. Dorcee March 26, 2014 at 12:08 pm

    I am so happy to have discovered your blog. You are beautiful.

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