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My Boy, A Husband

Since the day I became his mom, my son has been what I would consider to be a "contented soul." As a baby, he was intent on his surroundings, but was pretty chill.  As a little boy, he could entertain himself for hours with toys or books.  He never nagged us to buy him things, he was always happy with a couple of close friends and he had just a few interests that he was devoted to.  I often worried that he would be so content, that he would go through life alone, not desiring to have a life partner. He always responded that if he ever found someone he liked, he would pursue a relationship, but he didn't need the social aspects of dating and companionship. My therapist once told me that was a sign of a healthy strong relationship with parents, and in moments of mom-guilt, I've revisited that.

We were all thrilled the day a beautiful young woman walked in to our church on a Sunday morning, thinking she had been invited there. She had mistaken our church for another, but I'm confident it was all part of the master plan for both their lives. A friendship was struck and eventually a relationship. To say that mom, dad and sister were thrilled is an understatement. We love this girl who loves our boy and she is who we have prayed for long before we knew her name.

I think I've prepared him well. I've tried to impart without hovering. I've tried to encourage without pushing. I've tried to challenge without criticizing. I have utter peace at this step he is taking. He is ready, he is excited and he is my gift to her. I completely trust that she will love him well, and that he will her. I love you both fiercely. 

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