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Sunday, September 6, 2026

6,570 days

 

Suddenly, you are eighteen.




From the minute I laid eyes on you, I knew that you would always be someone who did things on his own time. You slept for so long after you were born (probably because I was on approximately one billion milligrams of something that made me hallucinate) and all I wanted to do was hold you. I stared at your sleeping face and wondered who you would be. After that, you woke up and didn’t sleep again for what felt like years. Again, that wasn’t your fault; your stomach was upset due to the undiagnosed allergy. Dad and I took turns sitting in a recliner in the middle of the night to hold you. Even though we were both exhausted, things didn’t feel so bad when you were snuggling us.








As you grew, I watched you take in the world. You prefer to study and learn before jumping into any activity. You are measured, careful, and insightful, and those are wonderful qualities to have in a world where we expect things to happen instantly. I appreciate the thought you put into everything you do. When you were little, you used to sit in the living room and stare at the trees outside. I always wondered what you were thinking about, but I know it was probably something deep every time. You consider all options or sides of a story before making a final decision. 









With that thought comes your incredible intelligence. You’re doing so well at school, and I know you’ll thrive in college. But your smarts don’t stop with academics. You’re in tune with how people are feeling and what they need. You have a gentle nature that isn’t seen in many people your age, and that brings me so much joy. Most external things can be learned throughout life, but the kindness in you is something that can’t be taught. I’m so proud of your heart. With that big heart, you have attracted a great group of friends. I love that you’re comfortable bringing everyone to our place. Hearing you all laugh in the basement or make midnight kitchen raids is awesome because I know you’re all safe and having a good time just being yourselves.



Watching you grow this past year has been everything a parent could wish for. You continue to try new things even when they might be difficult. You’re committed to Varsity Singers and concert choir, determined to do everything you can. I know that senior year is going to bring a lot of work and so many decisions, but I am confident that you will end up exactly where you should be.



My birthday wish for you is to give yourself some grace. Life is messy and confusing sometimes, but it can also be full of hope and promise and delight. Let go of how you think things should be and accept them for what they are. Is that easy to do? Nope. Most adults don’t know how to do it. Meet things one at a time as they come; they tend to work themselves out whether we fret about them or not.

 


Today marks your first official day of adulthood. My mind understands that, but my heart still sees you as my baby. As Lottie is fond of telling me, soon we won’t have all the eggs in the same basket anymore. As much as I will miss you when you go off to school next summer, I know you’re ready. I hope you always know that Dad and I will be here when you need us. I am so proud of the man you’re becoming each and every day. Being your mom is the best thing I have ever done.



You’re my best boy, and I love you so,

Mom

Saturday, January 10, 2026

6,935 days

My girl,

This is your final year of being a teen. (Insert my minor, very quiet freakout.) 



In the last year, you have had plenty of endings and even more beginnings. You finished high school and were voted by your peers to speak at graduation. Before your speech was even done that night, I started getting texts about what a fabulous job you had done. I haven’t had many opportunities to see you in your forensics mode, and I was spellbound. You were, and are, poised, smart, well-spoken, funny, and genuine. You and Dad went to the National Debate Tournament in Iowa and celebrated fifty years of the tournament’s existence. Your experience was marred by the presence of yet another gun, but you handled it better than I could have ever imagined. I hate that your generation has grown up with “Run, Hide, Fight” as the mantra of your childhoods, and I truly hope that you all will finally be the ones to do something about it.


 



You had a great summer working, having fun, hanging out with friends, and getting ready for college. It was such an odd feeling to drop you off and then drive six hours away. I knew you would be okay, though, and you were. After a bumpy start due to plenty of sickness in the dorm (Covid, pneumonia, bronchitis, hand, foot and mouth,) things started to fall into place for you. You learned how to study for college classes and find your way around campus, you made plenty of friends, and you settled into living away from home. Even with a change in your major, you’re well on your way to a degree. I’m grateful for technology because texting with you is easy and hilarious throughout the day. You have amazing stories to tell about your adventures at school, and I genuinely feel honored with how much you share with me.




One important thing I want you to remember is that none of this is set in stone. You can change your mind about what to study or where or when; you can change your mind about anything, and it will all be okay. Life has a way of throwing you curveballs, and you have to learn to be okay with things not going exactly as you wanted or expected. Dad always says, “Change BAD!” but I think change is all about growth and experience. Embrace it when you can, and when you can’t, call me so I can support you through it. (Don’t call Dad about that.)



I love that you have stayed connected with the important people in your life from high school, and I’m ridiculously pleased that you and Dallas talk without any prompting from me. Your sibling relationship is important, and I want you to nurture it. In eighteen months, you two will be even further apart physically no matter where he chooses to study, and I know you’ll be a great resource for him as he begins his college career. You’re such a diligent worker that the pharmacy is always happy to have you come back to work, and customers even ask for you by name. That just shows the size of your heart and the depth of your caring.




I find myself constantly impressed by you. You are killing it at school with your classes and with speech. I know it’s a lot of work and a lot of time, but you have stepped into it fairly easily. I know you have been doing some type of forensics for a while now but doing it at college is a whole other level. Through all of it, you remain kind, conscientious, and focused. You have such an incredible future ahead of you: please don’t ever question that. I know how scary and uncertain this time in your life can feel. Never forget that you have so much support and love to help you through everything.



I can’t wait to watch and see what you do, what beautiful, smart, entertaining, and loving things you will do.

 Love you so much,

Mom