Last weekend I had a perfect weekend. I might add “at home”, as our other recent perfect weekend was the weekend we took our baby away for the first time.
Our perfect weekend was busy, but started with a relaxed Friday afternoon. On Friday my husband finished early at work so we picked our baby up together and went for a walk in the park.
It is the same park where we watched numerous sunsets together. It is also where my husband proposed many years ago.
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When my baby was born a year ago, I wanted to make him a “space capsule”, adding some things from his birth day (like a newspaper, some technology that will be long outdated by the time he is 18 and a letter for him). As it turned out we didn’t buy a newspaper (I am saving a magazine from that month) and I never wrote the letter. The idea was to keep it save and give it to him on his eighteenth birthday. I never found time to write the letter before his birth and decided to do it today, one year later.
Here it is:
My dearest son
I believe all children are miracles and experienced it first-hand when we see you grew and developed inside me. Week by week we read what was forming and for the first time I understood what David meant in Psalm 139, talking about God knitting us together in our mothers’ womb.
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