01/19/2025
“I see the boy I knew in the man before me.”
-a quote I love from the movie Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves.
When I look at Rafe, I still see a boy, but according to the world, he’s a man today. It’s such a paradox to me, that the baby who needed me so much, barely needs me at all anymore. But I’m thankful that he still likes spend time with us. That he still comes to tell me about his day. And that he makes time to spend with his grandparents. He’s becoming a man, and I see him becoming a kind man, a considerate man, a generous man. A man who prioritizes his faith in God, not loudly, but in his consistent walk, in his steadfast attendance of worship and service to our church.
Our time with him under our roof as a kid is rapidly dwindling. And I know he’ll come home again - for weekends, for holidays - but in that heartbreaking way you know things, I know it will never be the same.
The images and memories fly through my mind, and the pictures shown here represent a sliver of the pictures in my head: the day he was born, raising his head off my shoulder to look when he heard his daddy’s voice; the toddler in the striped engineer’s cap, full of imagination at his train table, singing “Thomas and his ‘fends’”; the first day of preschool, of kindergarten; his first bike ride; the winner of the spelling bee; driving away to school on his own for the first time. And a thousand in between.
But even though his angular face is maturing, and his life is moving forward at warp speed, I’ll always see the boy I knew in the man before me.
Thank you God for him. Happy 18th birthday to our Rafe.