My baby is no longer a baby. There is a sense of bitter sweetness in the air and I'm feeling all sorts of nostalgic today. One year ago, Jonah joined our family and filled our hearts with the first real joy we'd felt in a long while. He healed many wounds with his sweet presence and filled in the holes left from past losses. He made life worth living again.
I wanted to celebrate his first birthday, but since he would most likely not remember any of it, I decided to do something different. I still had a party (let's be honest, that part was mostly for me) but I also put together a time capsule for him. I requested letters and pictures from family during his first year of life and plan to give it to him when he turns 18. However, I have to include one of the entries here because it is just so dear and precious to me. My mother wrote Jonah a poem and it sits perfectly with how I feel about the past year.
You came as a gift from heaven above.
God’s way to show us His infinite love.
With tragedy plenty the few years before,
It seemed life had nothing but sadness in store.
Then in the midst of unspeakable pain,
Came a sweet little baby, our love you would gain.
With tiny little hands and feet,
And a head full hair, you were very complete.
You were calm and sweet and so cuddly to hold,
Life seemed a bit better--not feeling so cold.
When we looked in your eyes with your sweet little face,
We could sense you had left a very choice place.
You seemed to tell us through your spirit so pure,
That with our Savior’s love we could surely endure.
As the months passed along through your very first year,
It was easy to see you were so very dear.
Your happy smiles were always there and snuggles took away our cares.
To watch you grow and laugh and play, has brought such joy to every day.
We are so grateful for the gift of life, that brings hope back in times of strife.
Our Father’s plan is so complete, It allows for death, yet also to meet…
New little one’s to love and adore, who win our hearts forever more.
I love you Jonah, you helped save my joy.
Happy 1st Birthday, Grandma Bird
Happy birthday my little man! Your sense of adventure and love of the outdoors comes from me. Your calm and joyful outlook on life comes from your father. You are the perfect blend of the two of us with your own flare for life, people and places. One day I will break down and cut off your soft curls, but today is not that day. I apologize in advance.
A Chinese proverb states that a boy with a wide smile has all four corners of the world open to him. Yours is the widest smile I've ever seen and it ignites my heart and my joy. May the world always be open to you and your smile never narrow.