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On a chilly Wednesday in October, 1987 at 11:17 a.m. a brand new life came into this world. A child was born and he would change my life forever! This 7-pound bundle, with jet black hair, was my son and I was, along with my husband, ordained to raise this human.

As with any new parents we were wide-eyed and constantly learning, as we proceeded into these uncharted waters. Trying to find our way through these unexplored territories was not easy at first. There were many days and nights that our best was not enough. This little human took every ounce of our efforts and we felt it. Our life had changed.

We realized that in order to be successful parents, we were going to have to sacrifice like never before. Our son was the most important thing in our world. Every moment in our lives was impacting this child to become the adult he is today.

My second gift came just when the crocus start to bloom. A little baby girl to call our own! As a mother of two, I soon came to understand that these beautiful gifts were basically on loan to me to nourish, both with food and knowledge, clothe, protect, nurture and mostly just love…love like never before!

These gifts became my entire world. As any young mom, I developed a routine. As my ever changing gifts grew up we continued to have a loving relationship. Of course in the early years they were easy to care for and love. As their lives and needs changed, I also had to become different.

Unfortunately for my first born, he became the one to go through all these firsts for me. He was the first who went to school, the first to go to a friends house without me. All the big firsts that happened to him happened to me to, as a mom. Of course, I had learned to drive but now my son was going off in a vehicle with his friends and then, eventually, on his own. He was the first to graduate high school, college, get married and have children. I had never been through those events as a mom, until the day he enjoyed these accomplishments.

Thankfully for our daughter, her brother had laid the ground work so when she started going through her own firsts, I had some previous knowledge of these accomplishments and how I was going to live through them with her. The second dose of my baby growing up, developing her own sense of the world, was easier on me. This time I had the experience, and knew not to sweat the small stuff – even though it was tough to give up control.

I was always so very excited for both my gifts when they accelerated and started their journey, whether it was attending preschool or deciding to share their lives with another person. My greatest happiness is watching these precious gifts succeed! I could never be more proud of these two humans. Both my son and daughter are successful, making good choices for themselves and their families. These two individuals have given me a legacy. I only hope that I provided them the tools to continue to develop and grow as adults, always reaching and working toward their dreams.

All My Love to My Gifts,

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