A Father's Day Gift

Father's Day. One of those days of extreme mixed emotions. I miss my dad, who was, without a doubt, my biggest fan in life. I miss the boys' dad, and hurt for them that he was gone from their lives so quickly. I miss our two children who aren't here with my husband to celebrate Father's Day.

However, in the midst of the missing and the sadness, a bright spot. Our 16 yr. old told me about a week ago what he wanted to give his stepdad, my dear second husband, for Father's Day. Adoption papers, so that they will no longer be "step" anything, but Father & Son. It has a nice ring to it.

So we wrapped the papers up in a shirt box (you must try to fool Dad, after all, into thinking he's getting a shirt and tie or the like.) I captured the moment on camera. My husband actually reminded me somewhat of a child when he opened the present -- the look of glee on his face; the almost dancing in delight when the realization hit of what the box contained.

You see, we cannot have any more children, so my husband will never have the joy of raising his biological children, as both of them were born to heaven. But he loves my boys as his own, and now the world will know, as he proudly can say "my son".

Feels Like a Saturday......

Now that school is out and my 16 yr. old is sometimes home..... which he is today...... and my dh took the day off to work on one of our old vehicles so that the 16 yr. old will have something to drive soon...... What will I do then? I am Chief Taxi Driver for him, and it takes up a lot of my time, which I joyfully and willingly give. Since he is our youngest living child, I cherish the moments I have with him, because he is only two years away from college now.
But I'm supposed to be also taxi-ing around a couple of little ones. Supposed to be many many moons away from empty nest syndrome. Or so was the plan, and we all know how often things go according to plan.
So I'm just relishing each and every moment -- yes, even the extreme-teenage-mood-swings moments. Because "we will never pass this way again". Oh, aren't I just so philosophical today? Oh yes, I am indeed profound.