Brave

With each passing day I learn so much from you. You teach me to live in the moment when I get lost in the daily struggles, your laughter grounds me, your hugs shake up my insides and remind me how deep this love is, you constantly surprise me. The ocean seems to enrapture you the way it does me...you are struck by it, amazed by it but you are fearless of it. You run into the crashing waves with ambition, you fall and tumble, get back up and do it all over again, all the while with an enormous-contagious smile on your face. You love the thrill and the rush of the water receding to come back at you with a force  you can barely stand, but you open your arms wide and let it come over you. We stand still and listen to the sound of it, you watch with intent, and inhale the saltiness. Little boy, you are so brave. You are my shining light, my ocean, my wave, my mantra. 

I hope you will always carry this with you.

Struggles come in waves, they wash over you and pass, and at times you bravely dive in to the roughest parts of it hoping you don't sink. Other times the ocean is still, leaving you just enough time to admire it gently, let the ripples kiss your toes, and breathe in the salty air.

Don't ever stop being courageous. You taught me how to dive in.

Love,

Your Mama