Happy Birthday Buddy!

Today is an extraordinary day in our household. It was 17 years ago today when I was only 34 weeks pregnant Charles Adam Poss made his first appearance into this crazy world we live in. I can remember every second like it was yesterday. Most days it feels like it was just a few weeks ago! God graced us with a beautiful reddish blonde boy with the biggest blue eyes you ever did see! He also had the loudest holler of any kid I had every heard! The first four to five months were riddled with colic, multiple formulas and a big sister who tried to coax me into “sending him back” but there was and is nothing I would trade for my baby boy. I’ve always heard that boys love their mamas. Let me tell you this mama loves her boy with every fiber of her being and lately I have fought for my life for HIM! He still needs his mama and I need him! 

He has weathered this storm diagnosed as myasthenia gravis better than his Dad & I. We try to keep him from worrying, I try not to let him see me get upset or cry bu, he does. He is the first to wrap his arms around me and tell me “it’s going to be ok mama”. He even tells me that when I’m fussing at him for something he has done! He drives me to church every Sunday and anywhere else I need to go. He never complains about it even when it’s not what he really wants to do. Don’t worry, I don’t treat him like my hired help! It has perks when you treat your mama good! 😂😂

He plays golf and is good! If he practiced everyday I cannot imagine what he would be like. He would just assume to hit a golf ball in the front yard or lake as anywhere and can do some of the whackiest shots. He makes me crazy whe he says “watch this mama” and shoots a crazy hit like Adam Sandler in Happy Gilmore! He just smiles that sideways grin and I roll my eyes! 🙄 He has always been ALL BOY! He loves fishing and every other sport there is. He loves outside better than inside and prefers no shoes & just shorts as his attire summer and winter. One neighbor asked me when he was about five or six if he ever wore shoes. 😂

Adam is the sweetest, kindest, gentlest, most caring, funniest, most loving and as humble a person you will ever meet. He is just so dang quiet sometimes you never know he is in the room! He is ever listening and when you least expect it he knows all the information and has a lot of questions! He has one thing his sister lacks – common sense 😂 and that makes him dangerous- I tell him that anyway. He can do just about anything. He is my helper. We have put up new lighting in my dining room and all I did was kill the power and hand him stuff. Of course I checked to make sure it was wired right but he did most everything! 

I could go on for days about what a wonderful young man my baby had become but I won’t. Just know that when you see him – this last year had been rough on him. I hate that fact that he has had to suffer by watching everything that has happened to me. I hide A LOT of what has happened from the you but I can’t hide it at home. He has seen it ALL! There have been times while struggling for breath I’ve saved energy to say “I love you” like it’s the last time he will hear it. He totes my purse when I can’t. Just last night he had to literally pick my feet up to help me go up steps so that I could go to bed. I can’t help but get upset to think he is embarrassed by things like this especially when it’s in front of his friends. He has seen things I wish he never had to experience but he has endured a strong young man. One last thing I know about my son, he believes that Jesus Christ is real. His relationship with God is between him & God but I have tried my hardest to be an example of Christian faith. I don’t always succeed and have to ask for forgiveness which he gladly gives. For that I am thankful. I wish my whole family will be in heaven with me one day. 

Anyway -I will stop my rambling. I’m just ever so thankful for each day!

Happy Birthday Buddy! In case you can’t tell I’m a VERY proud mom of an EXCEPTIONAL young man!! I love you always and forever!!

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