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Birthday Love

This one.

The one who parts my hair with his fingers when I pull the covers to his chin. And who shouts from a crowded line of boys, “I love you, mom!” and blows kisses that my heart catches. The one who still reaches for my right hand with his left when we stand close. Anytime. Anywhere.

He turned six today.


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And he didn’t ask for much.

Just for waffles…

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And for time together–“just you and me mom”– playing games.

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And so we did. We played.

Played and laughed.

And I poured love into my boy. Filled his tank with love.

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Until his sister raced him to the swings and dallied outside with him.

And filled his reserve tank with notes and things she’d made with yarn.

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Until his daddy got home and tickled him to the floor. And chased him behind the couch and down the hall.


And it was enough.

To be loved.


It was enough.


One Response to “Birthday Love”

  1. Happy Happy Birthday Silas. You are definately a growing up fast Man-Child!!

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