Ben had a great day. He woke up already excited and yelling Happy Birthday! He was so excited all day, he could barely contain himself. We finally put a video on so he would settle down a little. In the early afternoon I took him to Country Village to go on a train ride. The rides were closed because of the heat, but opened up just for Ben because it was his birthday. Nate and Megan arrived home a little after three. Ben was very happy to see them. Guests began arriving slightly before five and we were off! The party guests played in our little pool and smacked the pinata. I think a good time was had by all. Best of all, Ben did not misbehave or take any food, and he opened his presents on his own with only a little help from me. This was his most fun birthday since he turned one(I had just had surgery the day before and was still on painkillers, so maybe that one wasn't as fun as I remember). We had such a great day!
Birthdays are always hard on Dave and I. The year we had Ben, practically everyone we know had a baby, too. We have had plenty of opportunity to see what Ben "should" be doing at every stage. Of course, these same people are Ben's party guests. Usually, Dave and I take a few quiet moments alone and grieve over what might have been. This year was different. First, I think we have made our peace that Ben is who he is, and he's pretty cool. Second, we spent much of this year wondering if Ben would live to see six. And he has! It is a miracle that Ben survived this past year, and a miracle that our family is intact. Instead of grieving, we are rejoicing. God has let us keep him for a little bit longer. He gets stonger every day, and his future is no longer so bleak. He begins this year so much healthier than last year. Thank you, Jesus, for letting us have Ben this past year. Thank you for a healthier Ben. Thank you that he got to be "real" boy on his birthday.
I will confess to having been weepy all day. We really thought we wouldn't see this day. I was listening to the radio in the car, and this song came on by Stephen Curtiss Chapman, and it seemed so appropriate, so I post it here.
Fingerprints of God
I can see the tears
filling Your eyes
And I know where they're coming from
They're coming from a heart that's broken in two
By what you don't see
The person in the mirror
Doesn't look like the magazine
Oh, but when I look at you it's clear to me that...
I can see the fingerprints
of God
When I look at you
I can see the fingerprints of God
And I know it's true
You're a masterpiece
That all creation quietly applauds
And you're covered with the fingerprints of God
Never has there
been and never again
Will there be another you
Fashioned by God's hand
And perfectly planned
To be just who you are
And what He's been creating
Since the first beat of your heart
Is a living breathing priceless work of art and...
Just look at you
You're a wonder in the making
Oh, and God's not through, no
In fact, He's just getting started and…
Teena