You know…I missed the fireworks last year. I could hear them from my hospital room but I didn’t see a one. As I watched them this year, I sat in awe of the sheer speed in which July 4th rolled back around. Even greater than that, however, was the complete and blessed emotion I felt, watching the reflections of that same light show in the beautiful eyes of my one year old.
My Sweet Adarius, how you have enriched my life…our lives. Every breath you take is more important to me than those that are my own. Each new discovery you make feels like a new experience for me also. Each and every smile that you flash across your perfect face causes one to wash over mine as well…
It is an honor for me to share my birthday with you, my son…although I have the feeling that from here on out it will be you sharing your birthday with me. It was even more of an honor to have been able to witness the very first year of your journey. As with your brothers and sisters, you bring something so uniquely you to the Sparrow Family…and now that you’re here, I don’t know how we ever existed without you (Daddy says we were never without you, that you’ve always been here with us).
Happy, Happy Birthday, Adarius LaVette Sparrow…and Happy fourth of July, cuz for you and me, kid, it’s one in the same.
Why, no matter the emotion in which you write your blog, do I always wind up crying?!
I feel like he has always been with us, too. He completes the perfect family. I, also, agree with Debra. Crying is synonymous with reading your blog. Your words always touch my heart.