I have often thought that even today, I have yet to realize my truest spirit potential. This I am saying as I enter my 50th year of living. One would think old dog no new tricks right? Well no, at least not for me. I am always growing inside out. Usually I can point to the source birthing my change. Sometimes it is a book I have read, a documentary I watched, a deep conversation with an elder, a dream state, bible lesson, encounter with a stranger while traveling. All of these in one form or another have stretched my spirit. But none more than my beloved son Michael. He has stretched my kindness factor like none other.
This old soul has the Midas Touch of feeling. I knew he was beyond special the day we adopted him. He felt uniquely and Godly designed for my spirit. The first to say "hello beautiful" each morning, the last bear hug in the evening. He has filled my life with complete joy. My kindness factor has multiplied because my son has shown me through his loving heart what unyielding love looks like, feels like.
At such a young age he is able to feel what people need and fill in the gap. Once a new student started at his school mid year. Sensing how difficult that might be Michael went out of his way to show the new kid attention and kindness. He did the same for a new neighbor. She missed her grandchildren. Michael was the first person she met. They are buddies today even playing duets on the family piano when they get together.
I never imagined I could learn so much from someone so young. Just today Mike told me, "Mom had you not adopted me I would not be here." I said, "Yes you would, some other mommy would be loving you." Mike replied, "You don't understand. I would not be here with you and with you is right where I belong. You are the most loving mom in the galaxy."
Mike and I share a special bond. We were brought together for reasons only our holy father knows. I do know that he has yet to discover all of his wonderful gifts to the world but I am eternally grateful to be riding side saddle on his journey.
I remember when Mike was seven and the two of us were caught in a blizzard like storm on a ski slope in Utah. I begged Mike scornfully to ski down and I would slowly ski down to join him. He would not budge. He turned to me through iced over goggles and said, "No matter what. No matter the danger. I am not skiing down this mountain without you. Period!"
I feel the same Mike. No matter what! Period! That says it all.
La Detra Joy
I love being around people. I would rather live falling than break my spirit never trying anything hard. This blog is about trying and retrying life.