Graduation.

I haven’t written in awhile and I have surely missed it. I thought this was a great story to begin again. 

My first born, my first son, my first feeling of what my purpose was in life is graduating elementary school tomorrow . He will walk and get his diploma and his father and I will be filled with emotions one more time. The feeling of pride, joy and just pure pure love that only a parent can feel. 

I remember his first smile were his dimples made their first appearance. I remember Fabio scared of holding him when he was born. The fear of breaking this perfect little person that is a part of you. I swear when they put him in my arms the first time, he looked at me....really looked at me puzzled of who I was and when I spoke to him he focused as if recognizing my voice...a voice he had heard through out the nine months. At that moment I felt so much emotion, indescribable feeling of accomplishment that Fabio and I had created such a perfect human being. A perfect gift from up  above. 

Then came his walking, his talking, his little voice, his giggles that would make my day. The nights when he couldn’t sleep, when he was sick, hurt or just wanted mommy to hold him or rock him. When he held my hand and he never wanted to let go and I didn’t want to either.

With those also came, his cries, his tantrums, his “life is unfair”, his heartbreaks when a girl broke his heart ( my heart was broken too). His concussion, his attitude, his bad grade, his good grade, his singing, his piano and guitar playing. His soccer goals and his speed. His kindness, his wisdom, his strength to stick to what he believes in and his love for his siblings. He grew and he grew and he grew like the book says. He was not slowing down and just wanted to keep going. Through the ups and downs, through the highs and lows I am the one who tucks him in every night, kisses him and tells him “you, Noah and Milah are the loves of my life”. 

I will look at him tomorrow and wonder how time could have gone so quickly and yet I still remember my baby in my arms. 

I know every mom and dad will be emotional tomorrow but also will be filled with joy. For we knew we would get here at some point, it just feels like it went too fast. 

I will continue tucking him in, keep kissing him and telling him how special he is. I will continue being his number one fan, President and founder of his fan club. I will continue holding his hand until he pulls it away. I will continue loving the sound of his giggles and the sound of his ever growing changing voice. For I am his mother and will be forever. 

Congratulations to all the parents and their kids who are graduating.  

And to my son Lucas, daddy and I could not be more prouder!!!!!