Immovable Aiden

We went to see the new Captain America--Civil War movie tonight for Aiden's Birthday.  There is a quote that describes my sweet Aiden perfectly.  "Compromise where you can.  Where you can't, don't.  Even if everyone is telling you that something wrong is something right.  Even if the whole world is telling you to move, it is your duty to plant yourself like a tree, look them in the eye and say, 'no, YOU move.' "

I can hear him right now, with that same firmness I've taught him, which sometimes needs compromise😉; I can hear him being immovable.  It is a gift when we stand for right.  And boy does my child stand for right.  He is moved to tears of angst when he sees suffering, nonsensical suffering caused by the world and its ways.  He is strong and wants to change the bad, with his own two hands.  He's defended me at times, and the tears he has quietly cried when he's seen people wrong me are shed in pure love. We just get eachother--like best friends.  

My AMAZING son turned 11 today.  He is entering an age of exploration and drive that leaves me in awe. In anticipation of band, he pulled out the one instrument we do have in the house today and spent hours practicing until he could properly blow through my old flute, and he made it sound good!!! That's hard stuff--a flute is a beautiful instrument that not everyone can play! (Believe me, I watched my sisters try for years!)  He doesn't stop....ever....until he makes it.  He was up at 0530, waiting for me to come home.  I did, and was the first person to wish him a happy birthday; you can imagine the heartache in me when he was knocking at my door at 3pm in tears because I had to sleep part of the day.  My body has been struggling through this pregnancy, and the little rest I did get was far too little.  I've never been placed in a position to not be able to walk the extra mile for my family--and the struggle of not being capable is torture for me.  I cried in bed, knowing that his heart was broken.  Yet, his sadness turned in an instant once the celebration began.  He got a lot of what he wanted (thanks to grandma and grandpa Fultz!) and a little of what he's dreamed of.  I actually pulled off a birthday surprise!  He's been practicing sprints in the streets for years, and now he can put on a pair of track spikes and truly learn the art of sprinting on a professional track.  I got myself a pair so I can run by his side....pushing him to higher places--making even more beautiful memories.  His brother and Daddy both want some now as well! ☺️ This boy seems to follow every dream I followed....but he does it on his own, one step at a time.  I am beyond honored to call him mine.  I can't imagine what another 11 years will hold; my heart is truly overflowing in love and gratitude for having 11 already.  Aiden, always follow your heart...and when the world is tearing at you--threatening to steal the confidence you've worked so hard to gain and begging you to lose the worth you innately own, pushing you to lose the place you rightly have earned--stand firm, planted like a tree, and tell the world, with its many voices, "No, YOU move."  I'd be lost without your smile, your laugh, and your tight hugs.  You are truly my "Angel Aiden" as the song I made you in your first week of life states. 

"🎤Aiden Obadiah, servant of the Lord! Sweet little Angel Aiden, you are our second born🎤"

Forever Yours....in love and hope, Mommy