To My Children

Post #163

I was moving some file folders and documents around yesterday and this caught my eye.  It’s from a plaque that my wife found.  It embodies the love we have for our children.  I thought you might like to read it.

To the First Born ~

I’ve always loved you best because you were our first miracle.  You were the genesis of a marriage, the fulfillment of a young love, the promise of our infinity.  You sustained us through the hamburger years….the first apartment furnished in “Early Poverty”…Our first mode of transportation (our feet)…the 7-inch T. V. set we paid on for 36 months.  You were new, had unused grandparents and had more clothes than a Barbie doll.  You were the “original model” for unsure parents trying to work the bugs out.  You got the strained lamb, open pins and three hour naps.

~  You were the beginning  ~

To the Middle Child ~

I’ve always loved you best because you drew a dumb spot in the family and it made you stronger for it.  You cried less, had more patience, wore faded clothes and never in your life did anything first…..but it only made you more special.  You are the one we relaxed with ~ realizing a dog could kiss you and you wouldn’t get sick.  You could cross a street by yourself long before you were old enough to be married ~ and the world wouldn’t come to an end if you went to bed with dirty feet.  You were the child of our busy, ambitious years.  Without you we would never have survived the job changes, the house we couldn’t afford ~ the tedium and routine that is marriage.

~  You were the continuance ~

To the Baby ~

I’ve always loved you best because endings are generally sad and you are such a joy.  You readily accepted the milk-stained bibs ~ the lower bunk ~ the cracked baseball bat   ~ the baby book, barren but for a recipe for a graham cracker pie crust that someone jammed between the pages.  You are the one we held onto tightly.  For you see, you are the link with a past that gives a reason for tomorrow.  You darken our hair, quicken our steps, square our shoulders, restore our vision, and give us humor that security, maturity and endurity can’t give us. ~  And when your children tower over you, you will still be the baby.

~  You were the culmination ~


About tgriggs17

Son, Husband, Father, Retired, CPA, enjoy freshwater fishing, dotes over the grandchildren, enjoys friends.
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