Twelve years ago, the sweetest brown owl eyes graced this earth for the very first time. Brown eyes that spent eight weeks in six homes and I'm sure captured and broke the hearts of many in just small fragments of time.
Eleven years and ten months ago, those brown eyes laid sight on us, a blue-eyed bunch, for the very first time. Brown eyes that said, hi, be mine. Brown eyes that said, I will gladly be yours. And so it was. Not without court hearings, without tears and worries, without beautiful moments of bonding that superseded blood. But, in the end, we were each others.
From the moment those brown eyes and I had a chance to catch each other's attention, I was spun. Wrapped tightly and happily around his chubby little boy fingers, completely taken at every inch of his sweet soul. The power of love in the deepest parts of one's heart has not been out done since the moment those sweet brown eyes met mine.
Just months old and teaching enormous lessons to his big sister through his unwavering affection for each of us. His heart -small in size, but giant in proportion- gave the purest of love that revealed parts of me I'd never known. Parts that could love someone else more than herself, that could care less about what other's thought, that didn't need him to be related by blood because it's nothing in the face fierce of love.
Choices, the trajectory of my life, all changed in the wake of my love for him. A baby grown toddler grown boy almost teen, he's what brought my teenage dreams to their knees. Dreams of moving away seemed lame and foreign in light of his zesty life. Dreams of interesting travels and an important job seemed dull and devoid if at the price of his bond with me.
Sunday Chinese food dinners, dancing along with E-40, accidentally shooting a bird, he was all in, all thrilled, all looking for fun, confident in our desire to join him. Though my girlish tendencies aren't his middle-school, preteen gig, his brown eyes see Jason in heroic proportions. Proportions I might not have otherwise perceived. And then, I wonder what those eyes revealed in all those years they were looking up to me.
Happy Birthday dear brother.
Thanks for teaching us all to be fun seekers, adventure eaters,
And to happily inhabit spaces we'd never before seen.
Your excitement about life is nothing short of inspiring
And your humor is my favorite kind.
Thank you for changing my heart and keeping me close to home.
You're the best thing that happened to our family.
Love you Midge.