A Life on the Refridgerator

Some people may think that my home is messy.  When you walk into my home usually by the side door, you walk directly into the kitchen.  Probably the first thing you see is my refridgerator. 

She is getting old and most likely in need of a replacement but she has held snapshots of my life for 20 years.

I rarely take a photo down.  I usually just put another one up.  There are layers of photos in some places.  Some that have barely moved in all those years.  I wish I could say I remember which photo was the first  but I can't.  What I can say is that I know the very first photo was one of Army Son.

Today my Army Son turns 20 years old.  I have seen those snapshots multipy and simply can not bare removing one.  I think of the days yet to come and know that my little refridgerator will run out of room to hold all the wonderful memories.  But for now standing in front of my own life long collage I am reminded of what am amazing little boy he was and what a blessing he has always been to my life.

Today I celebrate the fact that roughly 7300 days have passed since I was first blessed by becoming a mother to a special little boy and I gotten to be a part of that wonderful life. 

This will be the first birthday that we will not be together.

But I won't be completely without him. 

I will see him today as I have everyday right here on my refridgerator growing before my very eyes.

Happy Birthday!

I miss you.