Eighteen years ago today, Timothy was born.
And I became a mommy.
And Daniel became a daddy.
And our parents became grandparents.
And our 15 siblings became aunts and uncles.
That was one special day!
Those years have flown by so fast!
Timothy, who gave you permission to grow up?
I miss you so much, but am so very proud of the man you have become and will continue to become.
I'm so thankful for the Lord's grace. We went into parenting thinking we knew so much yet we knew so very little. The Lord has taught us so much. And I know now how much I need Him!
But when I look at you, through all those years, God's grace was at work.
You are so loved! And I can't wait to see what plans the Lord has for you.
Not only have you been an amazing son, you have filled the role of brother to 11 so well that we still feel a bit lost without you here.
All those times you comforted a crying sister, played with your brothers, sat down to teach Eliseo to read, carried a sleeping younger one to bed, helped tie a shoe, shared your bed, your clothes, yourself...
You are much more than a brother. You are a best friend.
I can't wait to hear you and Elijah play guitar and sing together again.
You two have kept your dad and I laughing for years!
You are a friend to everyone. Want everyone to be happy.
Outgoing and soooo handsome like your dad.
Seek the Lord with all your heart, soul, mind and strength.
Love Him above all.
Obey His Word.
We pray for you every day.
Happy 18th birthday, Timothy!
