The day Mark was born I learned a love that is indescribable. I remember my tears and just holding him and looking at him...it was an instant bond. I wanted to give him the world...at the moment nothing else mattered to me.
Mark..3 days old |
After his first surgery at 11 months old...loving his Papa. |
Happy 1st Birthday! |
Mark has taught me more then I can tell. I have gained many great people in my life due to Mark. Today I think about now and what I have learned from the past. I'm a mother, an advocate, honorary nurse, and a friend to Mark. Would I change that...NO!
I have an idea of what the future holds for Mark. I will see to it that he goes as far as he can. I also carry a lot of fear for the future...I don't want to age...Mark needs me and always will. I find myself constantly protecting him. From his laziness at home...I will just do it for him (yes I am a push over)....to kids looking at him or treating him differently. I just want to be here forever..holding his hand. I use to be shy about my life and who Mark is. Now if I could scream it from the roof top I would. I just want to share and educate. We don't have a "normal" life all the time...but we try.
Meet Mark...Love him and become one of his "people". He rarely forgets people he meets...he is a lover. That alone is the thing about Mark that makes all the hard days disappear.
Happy 12th Birthday Mark....I Love You more then you will ever know.
Visit to the Kidney Doctors at the age of 16 months |
First Bike Ride July 2000 |
Mark and Mom |
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