Nine.

Nine years.

Nine years ago, a little miracle showed up in my life, forever changing me, teaching me these lessons: I have no control over people. I was humbled down to my knees, my arrogance stripped away, and then had my confidence built up again, as well as trust in my ability to be a ferocious parent. I learned to depend on others to help me with him. I learned that it truly takes a village to raise a child.

And he has thrived and grown and is loved and loves back. His joys are video games and reading and asking big concept questions. His goal in life is to spend the least amount of time working to make the most amount of money (really.)

He redefines “normal” on a daily basis.

And I am happy. And blessed to be his mother.

Happy Ninth birthday to my Little Tortoise.

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