Grace’s 1st year photo.

News of being graced with a child is something everyone remembers.

Whether it took years to receive that blessing or whether it was a surprise, or whether you had to special order it, you don’t forget every minute of discovering you would soon behold a miraculous life in your arms and be apart of something far larger than life itself. It’s a heavenly moment. That is how I felt. And waiting for my firstborn, Grace, was like apprehending a divine appointment.

The very blossoming moment of becoming a mother to the beautiful child in my arms, soon became the “first” of many other significant moments.

The first precious smell.

The first giggle.

The first time rolling over.

The first tooth.

The first step.

The first meal.

The first holiday.

The first musical moment.

The “first” special thought that this is forever. It’s very transcendency wipes away all old desires and accomplishments and wondrously realizing that you are an honorable part to an amazing being. Your thoughts realizing you are instrumental to all that they are capable of. Your new role puts you in unspoken category with all the others, mothers and fathers, in the world. It’s like being in a new league of citizenship.You can nod and laugh with others in public and “get” it. It’s a new code. A new awakened course that leads you gently, and sometimes harshly, through your own life.

Grace’s 14th year photo.

My first was, Grace. She is just that. All the wondrousness of being graced with someone so incredible that I could not ever deserve. I love all that she is and will become.

The Amazing Grace.