You precious, precious baby…I am so, so very far beyond any human word that could even describe what a mother could feel for her child…Love? Ummmm, no, that only partially describes these insanely intense feelings that wash over me whenever I see the miracle of you…Adoration? Well, that doesn’t quite cover the pure joy I feel as the sound of your laughter fills my head…Addiction? definitely implies, but still fails to exactly pinpoint, the feelings that I get when just the scent of your fat, little neck releases an overdose of endorphins into my bloodstream. You are…you are…perfect.
In your short eleven months here, you have brought so much to this family. You are the perfect exclamation point at the end of the Sparrow sentence…the best final chapter ever written…a last sequel that perfectly matches the first four installments…the Grand Finale…and we are so blessed with your presence!
Your sense of humor is becoming so evident, and your laughter is contagious. You are an amazing spirit, and I know you’re truly missed in that beautiful Heaven you came from but, never the less, I am so honored that He chose us for you…and so grateful that He chose you for us.
Father God, please know that I will not let You down. I will handle with care this generous gift, always keeping in mind that he, as with the first four gifts, is just on loan to us for a time. Thank You, thank You, thank You…I am so humbled to have been the recipient of Your most valuable possessions.
I love you Adarius.