I hope the days come easy and the moments pass slow And each road leads you where you want to go My wish for you is that this life becomes all you want it to Your dreams stay big and your worries stay small… And while you’re out there gettin’ to where you’re gettin’ to I hope you know somebody loves you… Yeah, this is my wish…*
Sigh. Happy sigh. Satisfied sigh.
The first one. The first grandson, the first grandbebe. I wonder how long I can keep calling him my grand-bebe? Forever, I hope?
And wow, God gave me a good one. Gavin is only 7, yet he already possesses and incredible work ethic. He is caring and watchful, a leader, but a servant, too. He shoulders responsibility and loves little babies. Spongebob Squarepants makes him laugh and superheroes inspire him to fly.
He’s got red hair and freckles and boundless energy. He is respectful and has a great outlook on life. He believes the best in everyone, thinks school is great and even his sisters sing his praises, “Gavin is a good brother,” Gemma May recently told me. They love their big brother.
I love you, too, Gavinators.
I hope you never look back and you never forget I hope you always forgive and you never regret And you help somebody every chance you get That you’ll find God’s grace in every mistake And always give more than you take…*
The day you were born, Gavin Lee Kelley, the company I worked for was in crisis and I was working another 16-hour day, firing people, closing down locations in the area, responding as needed. It was hard to tell people, some who’d mentored me earlier in that job, that they wee no longer needed – we were going to make it go without them. I came home that day on my crutches with my broken foot, and could barely drag myself up the stairs when I was told, “Stephanie is at the hospital having the baby.” I wasn’t really sure I wanted to be a grandma yet, and I had just had the saddest, most draining day but you were on your way.
And didn’t you just change everything? You made me a Nonna. And you made my heart explode with hope and joy and love. You made what I thought was the worst day ever the BEST day! And you still do that – 7 years later. When Gavin is around – it is a good day! A really, really good day!
Thank-you for the hugs and kisses even though you’re such a big kid now. Thanks for gardening with me and for loving tomatoes as much as me. We are going to have a great gardening year, Gav! I love you for always. I will never, ever get over you.
Happy, happy Birthday!…Love, Nonna
This is my wish, my wish for you I hope you know somebody loves you May all your dreams stay big…
* LYRICS: portion of “My Wish” by Rascal Flatts