Twenty-two years ago tomorrow I stood at the back of the church after the service. It was Mother's Day - a hard day for me as I'd given up hope of ever being a mother. A little Jamaicain lady in the church came up to me and gave me a hug. She whispered in my ear "next year you will be spending Mother's Day with your son". I just nodded. She didn't understand. There was no way that was going to happen.
Twenty-one-years ago tomorrow at 8:31 AM I looked into the beautiful brown eyes of the most precious baby boy in the world. Twenty-one-years ago tomorrow, I spent Mother's Day with my son.
Happy twenty-first birthday Ryan Guy! You are the most wonderful gift a mother could ever hope for.