First Steps

My little boy took his first steps yesterday.

I have been looking forward to his first steps for a long time. It's after all one of those big events and milestones that you write in the babybook. Except it was a lot bigger than I thought.

Kind of like your love as a parent. You know that when you have kids you will love them with an undescribeable love. You know it's coming. But when it comes...it's stronger and more joyous than you could ever imagine.

It may sound cheesy, but watching my little boy walk was one of the greatest moments in my life.

There is just something special about first steps. It's that first step towards becoming a grown up. First step towards independence. First step towards humanity. Sadly, first step away from mommy.

Even Roen seemed to feel that this was an extra special accomplishment. Every time he walked the distance between his parents, he grinned this gigantic, proud grin that seemed to say a lot more than "Look at me!" This morning my husband and I noticed that he wasn't just cruising the couch. No, he was cruising with a newfound confidence. In fact, he was downright parading himself around that couch knowing that he could let go and continue going...if he wanted. :)

It was a rite of passage like I didn't expect. Like adolescence, his first car, his first drink, his first love. It all started with his first steps.

There are all sorts of "first steps" in life. I wonder if God feels the same way about our steps? What an amazing thought. What an amazing experience this week!