Thirty-two Years

Thirty-two Years

Thirty-two years ago today, I became a mom. I can’t even believe they let me take a baby home. On the videotape of Chase’s homecoming, you can hear me asking Chip, “What do we do with him now?”

Through the years, I’ve probably made every mistake you can make. There have been high highs and low lows. There hasn’t been a day that I wasn’t supremely grateful to be Chase’s mom.

I am proud of my son for who he is. He is fiercely loyal to family. He possesses an unrivaled work ethic. He is generous, offering to give us his savings to pay for Chandler’s spinal and brain rehab when there was hope that we might be going in that direction. With three siblings coming along after him, Chase never once expressed the slightest degree of jealousy or resentment. Only pride in his little brothers and his sister.

Chase is a champion for those who need a champion. In elementary school, he came home excited to tell me he had volunteered to be a big buddy for a child who was developmentally disabled. At church, he volunteered to be a big buddy for a young man with Down syndrome. Chase did not serve them out of pity but out of a shared sense of friendship and shared dignity.

Chase is a master of learning. It doesn’t matter if it’s mastering the art of making smoked cheese in his new smoker or reading the latest academic journals related to his career, Chase is exquisitely curious and willing to put in the work to sate his curiosity.

When Chase was in fourth grade, Mrs. Price gave him an award for being a “Divergent Thinker.” This was music to this parent’s ears. We knew our son was pretty flippin’ smart, but his curiosity, eagerness, energy and innate tendency to think outside the box (and SAY it out loud) often got him in trouble. Mrs. Price affirmed in Chase a quality that would serve him and the world well. As a forensic psychologist, divergent thinking is one of Chase’s greatest assets. Thank you, Mrs. Price.

Last Friday we celebrated Chase and Karen, both September birthdays.

For their special birthday dinner, they chose homemade pinto beans, enchiladas, cilantro lime rice, guacamole, posole, and green chile. I made gluten-free fudge brownies with mocha sorbet for dessert. I’m not gonna say the brownies were a huge hit with the fam. However, I managed to finished the entire pan of leftovers in about a day.

If God had lined up all eligible young ladies and let us pick the one we wanted for Chase, we could not have done any better than Karen. She is a treasure. Beautiful inside and out (yeah, it’s cliche’ but if the shoe fits…). Karen has a deep wisdom about her. When she says something, you would do well to listen. She is a hard worker, a quick learner, and a genuinely kind soul. And she puts up with us with such grace.

Family birthday celebrations are tough these days. Our favorite place to be is all together, and we’re just not.

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