In just a few weeks Christian will be celebrating his 19th birthday. It will be his first birthday celebrated away from home. I would love for all of his friends and family to send him a card or small package in the mail. I think it would be great for him to have his mailbox full everyday for at least a week.
Facebook & email birthday wishes are great but there is nothing like cards, letters and packages filling up your mailbox on your birthday!!
So mark you calendars and show Christian some love. His birthday is Monday September 8th. So help me fill his mailbox that day and for the rest of that week.
Here's his mailing address:
Malone University Box 648
2600 Cleveland Avenue
Canton, OH 44709-3897
Six thousand nine hundred and thirteen days ago I became a mom for the first time. Today I became a college mom for the first time.
Six thousand nine hundred and eleven days ago I left the hospital with a 10 lb baby boy and no clue how motherhood would change my life. Today that baby boy began a new adventure as a young man preparing for his future.
As a young parent you spend many days wondering if you'll ever sleep through the night again or get an uninterrupted shower. You feel like a broken record repeating the same commands day in and day out, "Clean your room", Don't hit your brother", "Take out the trash", "Do your homework", "No cellphones after 9:30".
Many times you think the long days will never end and they will never grow up. But they will. Before you know it, six thousand nine hundred thirteen days will be gone. You will look into the face of your child and instead see the face of an adult.
You will realize that the day that you've been preparing and working towards has arrived. Your parenting journey is about to change in a huge way. Your baby is all grown up and eager to begin the next chapter. You know this is the next step in God's plan but it's a difficult one....especially for a mom.
You carried this child in your body for 9 months. You felt their kick for the first time. You spent many long nights rocking them and singing to them. You've cared for them when they were sick. Listened to them when they needed to talk. Prayed for them through the good times and the rough times. You've been their cheerleader, taxi driver and teacher.
But now you must let them go. You must hold back the tears and put away the feelings of sadness. This is a time to celebrate the learning and growing that has taken place over the past six thousand nine hundred thirteen days. Celebrate the blessing of being an integral part of the training and upbringing of a passionate, dedicated follower of Christ.
I never knew that six thousand nine hundred plus days would feel like such a blur. When you're in the midst of the trenches of parenting, it can be very difficult to see past the moment. I want to encourage you to make the most of every one of the days with your children.
Ask God to give you the strength to keep going when you get exhausted and discouraged. Make time to teach them how to be godly young men and women. Because you will blink and the child that you are rocking will be spending their first night in a college dorm a few hours away. And you will be excited for them yet missing them at the same time.
Another August is upon us. It's that conflicted time of year for me. I'm not ready to say goodbye to warm weather, sleeping in and late night movies. However, I am ready for the big hits, the touchdowns and the lights of Friday night football.
This year August brings a huge milestone for the Carlson family....our firstborn heads off to college. He begins a new chapter in his life and gets to fulfill his dream of playing college football. A dream that will take him to a school about 3 hours away from home.
A dream that seemed so far away just last week when he was 2 years old running around the yard with the nerf football. Or the other day when he put on shoulder pads for his very first peewee game. Or yesterday when he played his first Friday night game under the lights.
I can't believe that the time has arrived for us to send him off to start such an exciting chapter of his life. We have spent many hours training and preparing. We've navigated setbacks and surviced injuries. We've practiced the game plan over and over and over. Now it's time for him to take the field and give it all he's got.
Being victorious is all up to him and how he executes the game plan. We can't join him on the field to tell him what to do next. We must rely on the training and preparation. We must trust God's hand upon his life.
We know that God loves Him more than we do and has plans much bigger than we could ever imagine. We know that our son will face new challenges as well as battle old habits. The time has arrived for us to let go and watch him fly.