“There is more to a boy than what his mother sees. There is more to a boy then what his father dreams. Inside every boy lies a heart that beats. And sometimes it screams, refusing to take defeat. And sometimes his father’s dreams aren’t big enough, and sometime his mother’s vision isn’t long enough. And sometimes the boy has to dream his own dreams and break through the clouds with his own sunbeams.”
Last night I went to bed thinking about the fact that my boy will be preparing for his 18th birthday next year at this time. I wonder how in the world did this happen so fast. He came into my life early, we were unprepared for his preemie body but we walked by faith as they placed his tiny three-pound body into my arms, only after watching him from a distance for the first three days of his life.
He has a gentle faith that believes in the best of all and is willing to defend the weak. He is a teacher a learner and one who loves deeply. How did this happen? One day at a time, one moment at a time, my tiny little boy grew into a man.
Dedicated to one of my hero’s Vito Nole
From the moment, I held you I knew God gave you to me to remind me not to take life to seriously. Keep being you, the world is a better place because you are in it.
Love Your #1 Fan