It’s time to participate in the April A-Z Blog Challenge. I will be blogging every day in April, with Sunday’s off.
The topic for each day will begin with the designated letter of the alphabet.
Today’s letter is D for Day.
I do not have words powerful enough to describe the feeling I experienced the day my newborn son was placed in my arms.
That day was the day I fell in love. That day the feeling of joy was pure and simple. That day, as I looked down at my little boy, I had no other thoughts except for the wonderment of this little miracle. As I stroked his cheek I was mesmerized by his beauty.
That day I changed my mind about what I wanted to call him. He felt calm and sure in my arms. I felt his strength as he grabbed onto my finger. That day, I named him Joseph.
Today, this day, my son and our family would be celebrating the day my son was born. Today, this day there would be 39 candles on his cake. This day we would have joined in to sing the Happy Happy Birthday song. His wife would whisper to their son to help daddy blow out the candles and then make a wish.
But, today, this fourth day of April, 2014, this day, the day my son was born, I want to be quiet. This day, I merely want to think back to the very day he was born. I want to only remember those first moments when he and I formed a bond that would be forever lasting.
No mother can ever forget the birth of a child. The three times I gave birth were the most important, emotional, unforgettable days of my life.
No I will never forget this day, this day that my son was born.
Joseph Christopher Deak
April 4, 1975 - December 5, 2011