It seems like just
yesterday my baby boy was keeping me up all night while he slept all day.
I should have known how special my child was. Jonathan has
recently turned 10 and this weekend we will finally celebrate it. I
decide to so something I haven’t done and that is dedicate this post to him.
Jonathan is blessed or cursed with some wonderful abilities.
Most things come very easy to him. He doesn't seem to have to work
at much. The reason I say this is a blessing and a curse is because
sometimes we don't know how to push him to try and excel at
anything. I am not sure what will happen when he has to work for
something. I am not sure I am doing my job as a parent. He is such
an awesome kid. He cares about people and wants to do well but I think I
have missed the mark on a few things. He is now 10 years old. I
realize how few years I really have left to influence him and guide him.
In a few years he will listening more to his friends than to me. I
wonder if JD realizes how special he is. I know that he reminds me
of me in a lot of ways which means I project my faults on him too much. I
know he is his own person and will find his way. I just worry I am
messing up. Heavenly Father has blessed me with this wonderful
talented child and I want him to be the best person he can be. I
just have never learned how to encourage him to do so. Some days it
seems like everything is a battle. If I had a few wishes for JD it
would be that we find something he is really interested in and encourage him to
excel at it. That he never loses his ability to care about other
people. I want him to always remember to look after the people
smaller than him. I also want him realize how wonderful he is and
that he is unique and talented. I wouldn’t trade him for another
son. I try and tell him all this but he is over the mushy
stuff.
I must close with some
memories of JD. I remember teaching him to ride a 2 wheel bike. It
was around this time of year. We took his bike to a park so he would have
plenty of room. Wouldn't you know the little bugger picked it up right
away and barely needed my help. I think part of that was his
determination to do it. I also remember my 2 year old son eating Santa's
cookies. He couldn't grasp the concept of the cookies
weren't for him. I miss the child who I use to read stories to. The
child who could climb on my lap to just be held. I admire the young man
who wants to walk home with the kindergartner because her parents
were not at the top of the street. The way he wants help her sister (even
when she doesn't want his help). I know Jonathan has the ability to do
anything he will set his mind to and I hope and pray that I will be able to
guide him on his way to becoming the person God intended him to be.
