I’ve talked lots of times before here about my son Eric, however I feel the need today more than ever to talk about him as midnight approaches and he becomes 6.
Do you know what it feels like to be breathing but yet it seems like you have no air? That moment when you realize you’ve been holding your breath unintentionally and you have to catch your breath least you die??
This is how I felt when I experienced the few stolen moments I’ve been blessed to have with my son in the past year. Every moment in his presence I stare at him, trying as much as a I can to capture his every move in my memory. His smile, his eyes that light up when he laughs mischievously, his brilliance that always leaves me amazed and in wonderment that he’s only 5. I guess this is what it feels like to love another person unconditionally, and it’s a feeling I wouldn’t trade for anything in the world.
Six years ago I started the journey of motherhood uncertain of what that journey would be like…would I get it right? Would he be healthy, happy, would everything be okay with him? I’ve learnt along the way to let go and let God and do my best, because that’s all they ever want from you…your best.
So as midnight approaches I can’t help but feel extremely proud and confident that I’ve done my best so far and the best is yet to come as I continue this journey with my Eric to witness one day the amazing man he will become.
Happy Birthday boo!!

