25 July 2011

eleven.

eleven



so this kid. he's eleven.

it seems just a few blinks ago he was crazy about cookies and sir topham hat and he’d sob his eyes pink each morning when the preschool van fetched his brother and never once took him. and i'm still unclear on what i was doing, exactly, while he got so articulate and wry and tall, but here we perch on the razor edge between childhood and teenage angst, a divide sharp enough to cleave me through.







the birthday kid.



in many ways it's the whole point of the mom thing, to work ourselves into obsolescence. but when he stops needing a copy editor or cook or chauffeur, i suspect he may still need someone who prays. someone who hopes. who sees him honestly, but is wholly and irrevocably on his side.









z, you have a mum and a dad and siblings and a church family and friends who treasure you up tall. you have a clear mind, a heart that bruises quick for others.


and mostly, mostly. you have a God who loves you with a tenderness so fierce that he died so you could live full. love him back, my sweet boy. taste and see just how worth it all he is.

16 comments:

Seth Baron said...

Beautifully put, happy birthday Z!

Karen Siddiqi said...

Please tell me you print your blog out yearly or so...such a beautiful legacy for these bearers of piggies to carry with them decades and decades from now! I use an online service to print mine out once a year and I treasure it :)

Hannah Skeeters said...

happy birthday Z. your kiddos are so photogenic. I love your poetic posts...they inspire me! and to have an 11 year old boy who will let his mom take these pictures of him...PRICELESS.

Jenncooper said...

happy HAPPY day Z. Um...my 8 year old just came to the computer and asked who you were. When I told her you were 11 she just smiled and said "oh. he's cute". So apparantly you have a fan in Kansas. And in a few years if you need a prom date...I guess you'll know where to look!

Leisl said...

Happy birthday dear boy!

Sarah Wolfe said...

A beautiful post.

Ostriches Look Funny said...

GAH! You always make me tear up with this stuff. It's beautiful.
And I'm glad they'll always need us, for important things like praying.

happygirl said...

Gorgeous son gorgeous words gorgeous photos. Happy Birthday Z.

lauren said...

uuhhh.. could you stop making me cry please? okay thanks. there are a few writers who's words manage to hit me in that tender spot nearly every time.. your aim is spot on. a momma's heart is either stretching and growing or bending and breaking and nearly always both. happy birthday to your boy and happy BIRTH day to you. :)

TheUnSoccerMom said...

Happy Happy Birthday Z!!


they grow up too quickly for sure.. with you as their momma and the Lord guiding their way, your children are blessed indeed!

Amy Sullivan said...

Just stumbled upon your blog, and wow, your words and pictures inspire.

Can't wait to click around more.

Brandee Shafer said...

This makes me cry. My only boy is an eleven-year-old boy. Eleven is a crazy, beautiful, sweet age. God's blessings on this child and all the others, too.

Aunt LoLo said...

Such, SUCH a beautiful boy. And you give me hope. My Mini Man is 2...and the future is so hazy. I can't see past Sir Topham Hat, and BOOM, and CRASH and dirt and macaroni and cheese.

Katarina said...

Happy birthday to Z.!!:)

lulu and family said...

these words and pictures are treasures! he has awesome eyes to top it all off, too.=) happy birthday celebrating!

hannah singer said...

gorgeous post. and a mighty handsome eleven year old.
blessings!
xo