***The 200GB in my icloud was full. A pain in the butt…but look what I found! This is copied and pasted. No changes from when I wrote it 5+ years ago
As I type this you are each less than an hour away to rise to your 2017/18 school year! I think I say this every summer or maybe every Georgia summer, “Didn’t y’all just get out of school?”. Having two months off for summer break goes by too quickly, but this summer I am most certain I blinked my eyes and I now have a junior in high school and a sixth grader heading off to middle school.
When Mia started kindergarten, I had this marvelous idea of writing a letter to each of you on your first day of school each year, so this means I started with your fifth grade year Cole. I followed suit for a few additional years, not necessarily consecutively, but there is more than one year represented. Now, I know each of you have heard from us, your parents, that effort is the key in this house. With that said, I have put great effort into the letters I have written to each of you. Now we have also mentioned, in this house, it is important to admit to one’s self when full effort wasn’t given to the task at hand. This is the key to improving our situations or tasks at hand. Well….here is were I admit, despite the effort put into writing the letters, I failed in remembering exactly where those letters have been saved. Yes, I know my memory isn’t always up to speed, but unfortunately even with 100% effort when one gets older some memories just…um…just…wait what was I talking about?
I know each of you at some point will find this letter as this blog is mentioned in my will, so with that in mind I type my thoughts right here.
Do you each know you are my Miracle…Miacole? You are! On so many levels and for so many reasons, but it goes back to before you took your first breath of earth air. Cole, I think you know this, we waited for another child before you entered our lives. Unfortunately, he/she didn’t join us by taking its first breath with us. As I carried you for nine months (I must admit I just looked down at my stomach in awe that you were in there at one point) I was terrified! Not so much for what it would be like upon and after your arrival as I had taken care of many babies and kiddos prior to your arrival, but because I didn’t want to get attached to being pregnant and loving you before I even knew if you would have an X or a Y. I tried to walk those months, in my mind, as if I wasn’t pregnant. The fear of losing you was so strong.
Then June 7th came along and there you were…all 6lbs 4oz of you! You were a boy, I mean you are a boy, I mean, well you know what I mean. I remember all the firsts first time parents speak of, so I won’t go into to details as someday you may experience all the firsts and I want them to be fresh for you. Yes, I know you say you won’t have children, but one never knows. Whether you do or you don’t, I will still love you the same, I think….just kidding! Joking aside here is the memory from the first few weeks that has left its imprint.
Envision this…I’m sitting in the rocking chair in the corner of the Texas house with you in my arms. Your teeny tiny neck is resting in the crook of my elbow, elbow pit as you would say, your eyes are closed and if you listen closely you can hear your breath come out of your body. As I look down at you I see you as a young man. I think all parents have these flashes, visions of what their children will be like or look like in the future. My vision…my vision has turned out to be almost exactly what I see when you stand before me. My vision of who you would be could have never been imagined. Words can’t describe you Cole! There are so many layers to you. There is an abundant of talent. The amount of synapses connected in that marvelous body of you is abundant.
This summer big changes occurred! You now drive, have a job, hustle in the music filming world, continue to do your own laundry, sometimes grocery shop for us, and you shaved your beautiful hair off! The funny thing, with your beautiful head of hair gone you look just like a bigger version of that little guy I held in the corner of the room in the rocking chair.
In less than thirty minutes you will be jumping in the shower to start your first day of your junior year. You are now at the halfway point of your high school years. When you read this, I hope you can say you gave as much effort as you could. You enjoyed times with your friends. You took some risks (even some minor rule breaking risks). You treated all people who walk the halls as you would like to be treated. You looked people in the eyes when you spoke to them. You faced obstacles and persevered and didn’t give up or give in. You took some of the walls down and allowed the experience of love to enter. You remembered to have protected sex and stayed away from drugs and alcohol (had to put this in there). You treated girls with respect knowing one hundred percent what “no” means. You knew the questions I asked you came from a place of caring and interest, not to annoy you. Lastly, you followed your path…Cole’s path!
I’m not sure at what point in your life you’ll read this, but despite your age, don’t forget to clean the earwax out of our ears!
Rise & Shine