Thirty-one…thirty-one…31…THIRTY-ONE!!!! How did I let this happen?! I took a nap, woke up, and your were grown, independent, successful men. I know that should make me happy, and it does, but man oh man how I miss my little blonde headed boys. The two of you couldn’t wait to get started with your lives. Arriving eight weeks early became of world of NICU, heart monitors for a year, countless doctor appointments, and very little sleep. I wouldn’t trade one single second of it. When I would push you in my ‘double wide’ stroller, people would stop me and say, “I am so glad that it is you and not me.” I would look them right in the eye and say, “Me too. Jesus knows who to double bless.”
I never lost a night’s sleep worrying about you. Never had to worry you were out doing all those things you shouldn’t be doing. I am sure you were, you were just so dang smart you knew how to keep me from finding out! I have admired your work ethic since you were little boys. It didn’t matter if you were doing a school project or building with lego’s, you stuck with it until it was done. Never did I imagine the level you would achieve professionally. I have said it before, I am so glad you never listened to me when I would yell, “Boys, GET OFF THAT DANG COMPUTER!!!!” You amazed me as little boys, you amaze me as grown men. I want you to know that I am so very proud of you. I just don’t thing you could have made me happier or prouder. Oh I still miss those little boys. I would give anything to hear one more time, “Shoo-loo Mommy, shoo-loo”. But I sure am enjoying the men you have become. If you want to make your Mama really happy, next time you come home, ask for “shoo loo.” Now, I need to end this so I can go blow my nose and wipe my face. I have now gone into the ugly cry.
Your Mama loves you like crazy,