Saturday, June 23, 2007



A week from today that little blonde haired, blue eyed boy will be 25 years old. He's my baby. I can't believe it. He has been my calm and comforting little boy. I remember when he was 6 months old and I was sad, he would just snuggle me and look deep into my eyes, and even though he did not talk I would feel he was saying to me " mommy it's okay, everything will be okay." Then years later when my husband and I divorced he was still there comforting me , and giving me the strength and courage to keep going. He has always had such a tender heart. Now he is a daddy and I am so proud of him. I have always been proud of him. He is a wonderful daddy. Every time I see him with his little girl, I see his eyes light up with love. They just shine whenever his Abby girl is near. I understand the total feeling of joy that he feels towards his child. That's how I feel about him! Whenever I see my children , my eyes light up and my heart skips a beat. I am so blessed to have a precious child like Jordan. He is not a child any longer but a man, with a child of his own. He is still my child though. Happy birthday Jordan my son. I love you more than you will ever know.

12 comments:

Inside our hands, outside our hearts said...

You have just described how it is with me and my youngest son. Do not get me wrong they all special, but when he was born I was going through a rough time. At birth I called him my small face. His face would squish up and made me smile. When he turned one I called him my love bug. He is 5 now and I ask him, "Who are you?" and he replies, "Your love bug mommy." Now that is enough to make any mommy smile.

I can sense the love for your son, aren't they just wonderful?

Huge birthday wish to him!

wandi said...

Yes they are wonderful Inside our hands, outside our hearts. So wonderful I can not even express.

Carol said...

Happy Birthday Jordan from one of your Mom's blogpals.

Anonymous said...

That seems a little backwards. You should not expect your children to be your comfort. It puts such unnecessary burden on them. You are the parent not them. Think on that.

classic kim said...

wanda, that is such a beautiful picture! it should be in a frame that is selling in a store or something, seriously! sooo good!

wandi said...

anonymous, you get me all wrong. I did not expect my child to be my comfort. I was just saying that he was a gift to me at that time. I know that God is my ultimate comfort, but God also gave me my son and I feel so very blessed to have him. In my post I was trying to give him a shout of love and say how proud I am of how he has turned out. I think he is a fantastic dad and I am proud of who he has become. I guess you missed that.

wandi said...

oh and anonymous, if you are going to make a comment like that on my blog then maybe you should have some courage and show yourself.

Wanda said...

Oh yes Wanda, my son says he's my favorite son, and he is...my only son, he has three sisters and he's always made sure they knew that.
He'll be 42 in Oct....but he's still the one that brings me joy and comfort....thank God for sons like ours.!!

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

25-- When my youngest one is 25, I'll be 65!!!!!

Jen said...

re: your comment on my blog. ;)

Of course we will let you know when you can come see Madeline! We know how excited you'll be. We have decided this time though that we don't want any visitors in the hospital or for a day or two after we get home. After that Jordan will give you a call to drop in for a bit. :)

FRIDAY'S CHILD said...

Isn't it a nice feeling for mothers who have sons who grow up well? I know how you feel. It is an achievement for us parents right? Happy Birthday Jordan. May you continue to be a good son and a good father.

Lizard Princess said...

I cannot wait to find out what being a grandparent will be like. My boy is only 11, but I already told him that he'd better make me a grandma someday (no pressure, right?!)
My parents have had so much fun with my boy spoiling him and such that I want to have fun with my g'kid(s) someday too!
The time does go by too quickly though, doesn't it?