Monday was the birthday of our second oldest son, Chuck. He turned 37. This son has made us so proud of him and his family, and I want to make sure he knows how much we love and respect him. You see, he wasn't born to us, so we haven't been able to let him know from birth that we loved him, so now I need to tell him often that we couldn't love him more if he had been born to us.
On Mothers Day I always think back to the moments that made me a mother, and I was thinking of the first day we met Chuck, or Charlie as he was known then, in May of 1978. My heart melted! His almost black bowl cut hair and black eyes and Native American coloring made him the cutest little guy I had ever seen and I knew immediately that he belonged in our home with his two little brothers who were already living with us. It was 1982 before Chuck and his sister joined our family, but we had already grown to love him.
Now I never tire of watching him with his son, who looks just like he did way back then except for red hair instead of black hair. Chuck has become a wonderful father, so caring and loving, that it brings tears to my eyes and warmth to my heart just to think of it. He spends all his free time with his boy, fishing, hunting, playing sports, and just being together which is the greatest gift a man can give his son.
Way to go son! You could be the poster boy for how to raise great kids. And they could also list on that poster that you are a great husband, son, and son-in-law, too. I pray that you never doubt our love for you because it is forever love. God bless and keep you and your family, and we are so thankful to Him for giving you to us. I hope you had a wonderful birthday.