My Dearest Christy,
I’ve always reserved these notes as something to be shared between the privacy of us. But just this once I thought why not let the world know how you’ve captured my vote for Greatest Bestest Superest Mom Of The Year Award or GBSMOTYA as the panel of judges knows it.
15 years ago when I knew you were the one it went way deeper than just me and you. I also saw that you were the one for our kids at some point down the road. I had no idea when, where or how…well, I knew how, but I didn’t know when or where and sure never foresaw the path we would take to bring the third into our family.
Standing back, but not too far back, I get to see you as a teacher to the oldest Winston, a cheerleader to the middle Wyatt, a female role model to the youngest Zoey but mother to all.
Here’s the unique thing I see in you. Each of those positions is not separate from you being a mother, but rather, you see all those things as part of being a mother. You’ve always heard me say that God wired “mommas” different than everyone else, especially us dads. You’ve got skills I can’t even begin to obtain. There’s something inside you that just knows…
When they are daydreaming or when they are struggling with something they don’t want to talk about.
When they need prayed with and when they need prayed for.
How much crying it too much crying before they need held regardless of age.
When I need to walk away or when I have walked away when it’s okay for you laugh at me.
When to be whimsy and when it’s time to buckle down.
Where the dirty underwear are hidden! (You know it was hard for me to type that right?)
When they need just a little bit of time in our bed between us.
When it’s time for a family movie night at home but first swinging by the movie theatre just for their popcorn and a free small cup to take the butter home in too.
When they are sick before they are sick.
How to make them feel better that has nothing to do with medicine.
When it’s time for new clothes. Cause if it has no holes and will still button I think it will make it another school year even if the pant legs don’t cover up the socks.
When they need protected and when they need to be allowed to stumble.
When they are tired of PBJ in the lunch box and it’s time to switch to Lunchables.
When an encouraging note in the lunchbox is needed.
When it’s time to parent in a way God has led us to and it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks.
Solomon said it best in Proverbs 31…
Proverbs 31:10-12, 25-30 "An excellent wife, who can find? For her worth is far above jewels. The heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of again. She does him good and not evil all the days of her life...Strength and dignity are her clothing, and she smiles at the future. She opens her mouth in wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue. She looks well to the ways of her household, and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and bless her; her husband also, and he praises her, saying: 'Many daughters have done nobly, but you excel them all.' Charm is deceitful and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the LORD, she shall be praised."
I don’t know how you do it and my respect for you grows daily.
Your children will rise up and bless you. No, let me rephrase that. You are raising three beautiful kids that are already rising up, blessing you now and will all the days of your life.
My dearest Christy, you have far surpassed the dreams I had 15 years ago when I envisioned you as the mother of my children!