We celebrated a very special birthday on our recent visit to Wombat Hill … our dear child’s 18th!
My goodness, the years since we became parents seem both so far away – and filled with so much – and to have passed by so quickly. One minute we were holding a dear little baby. The next, we had a delightful school aged child as our constant companion. And now … we share our lives with a young adult who has their own ideas and dreams.
Very importantly, it’s time to let you in on something we’ve been holding close to our hearts for the last few years …
Eighteen years ago Julian and I were beside ourselves with joy and love when this dear little babe arrived. And now – with even greater love and admiration we acknowledge here at block-a-day – a little corner of this vast world wide web that has become a wonderful and valuable family record for us – our child’s transition from Abigail to Noah.
He is now a marvellous young man and we are so looking forward to sharing his adulthood! We know it will be fabulous :-)
I know this may come as a surprise to some of you, but you know, the one thing I have learned over the last 18 years as a parent, then a nurse, is that every person you meet is a complex, fascinating, almost-always-splendid individual. They have their own way of looking at the world, their own story, their own hopes.
Sometimes, as parents there are things we have to let go of. I’ve been utterly unsuccessful in convincing Noah that folk music is fabulous. Other things, we can look at and think yes! That’s just what I hoped for – Noah and I spend hours together stitching and making – we have grown a shared passion for creativity that I hope will last us all of our lives.
And yet other times, what takes us by surprise – and Noah’s transition certainly did – turns out to be just fine and full of its own wonder and joy.
But at the end of the day, I have yet to know a person who didn’t seek to love and be loved. And really, that’s all that matters.
You are such a gem Noah and we love you dearly!