Fourteen. 14. A ten plus four. Such a little number when compared to the number of people in the world or the number of sand on the beach.
In the past 14 years I have lost a father, a mother and a father-in-law. I have moved from a town that referred to me as a foreigner after residing there for 16 years to a state that felt like home the first week. I have traveled across this great country of ours twice, visited Las Vegas, St Johns, NYC and countless other towns and cities.
In the past 14 years I have owned just 2 cars, 3 dogs and one cat. The cat was stolen from us by a supposed friend. I learned about homeschooling, taught my youngest to speak, taught my kids to read, to do math, to write their name, to ride a bike, to make a fire, to wash their clothes and the bathroom, to make dinner…….
14 years ago tonight I went into my son’s bedroom and hugged him goodnight for I knew that his life, our family life would soon change. A new baby would be coming into our lives and that turned out to be our youngest son. He will turn 14 on Sunday the 14th. So much has happened in those 14 years, so much. I remember tomorrow though like it was today. Every minute of it.
Happy Birthday son! It has been a wonderful journey.