Today, my firstborn is SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD, AND I CAN HARDLY BELIEVE THAT I AM THE MOTHER OF A SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD. LIKE HOW DID THIS HAPPEN SO FAST? But, here I sit typing his birthday blog the night before his birthday ever so grateful for every single day of these past 17 years. I can remember when he was little and the sweetest, kindest little boy you have ever seen.
People, while well-meaning (I guess), would say, “Just wait until he’s a teenager!” I decided then to never buy into that gloom and doom prediction of the teenage years being hellacious. Buying into that would have been a terrible investment and waste of dread. Because, this teenager has become one of my greatest supporters, encouragers, do anything for me (and you) sons, and it just always blows my mind and makes me so proud.
John Henry, you are one of my very best friends. I love laughing with you. And, you know I love it when I make YOU laugh. I love talking to you, and I promise I try to really understand everything you say about cars. I do not, however, try to understand everything you say about math and weird things like that. But, it’s cool you like it. Spending time with you is one of my greatest life treasures. And, I LOVE that you love spending time with us. I love that you always want to know what we are doing, because you want to be doing it with us. It’s okay that you have FOMO. It alway makes me laugh. I love that my friends are your friends. And, that you can hang out with and enjoy anyone of any age.
I love what kind of friend you are to people. Good grief, you are a good one and someone your friends can always depend on.
John, you can pursue anything in life you set your mind to. You can achieve anything you desire to achieve. I believe in you, and I am so proud of your commitment to success. BUT, your greatest success is your commitment to be a good human. A good friend. Just a good, good man. I don’t care what you set out to DO in life. My greatest joy is just watching you BE. I love who you are and what you add to every space and every life.
You add peace to our home.
You add calm to situations that should be stressful.
You add dignity to every room you enter.
You add love to conversations that tear others down.
You add forgiveness to unmet expectations.
You add humor to unexpected moments.
You add the best music to every dance party….whether in our kitchen or on the deck.
You always add everything good to every situation, every room, and every person simply by being there. Your presence carries a weight that is so beautiful and so honest and real. And, because of that, you will find favor all of your days. I really believe that.
Thank you for always looking out for your sister. Even when she has no clue that’s what you are doing.
Thank you for taking time with your little brother. One day, he will be your best friend.
Thank you for honoring us the way you do.
Keep being you. Keep doing you. Because, this world needs you. It needs your calm. It needs your humor. It needs your honesty. It needs your love. I pray you get back so much more than you give out. Because, you deserve it, bud.
May today be filled with all of your favorite things: good food, good conversation, and a little Sinatra. And, may you see all of the coolest cars on the road today.
I love you, John Henry Landreth. I couldn’t ask for a better son or a better friend.
One response to “Why Does 17 Seem So Much Older?”
Dusty that’s so beautiful. I’m happy you didn’t buy into that just way until his a teenager thing. I’ve always heard “ wait till you get to my age”. So negative. John Henry is a handsome wise young man. Who will succeed in life. And you my dear are a great mom. Happy Birthday John Henry!