Caleb and I were walking tonight when I looked down and noticed
his little shadow walking next to mine. It struck me that the kid
that I worried whether or not would survive as a baby is now leaving
his little shadow beside mine walking down the street. The past is
like that. We face struggles in life that, at the time, seem to contain
life and death. But looking back from the advantage of perspective,
they are nothing but shadows; a memory or a feeling, a shake of the head,
a nod of the chin on recollection. I am blessed to see the hardships
of my child's beginning like those shadows stretched out behind us. As he
turns two, my reality is only the normal little boy whose warm hand wraps
around my finger. Happy Birthday Caleb. May God Bless your progress
through life as He has blessed these past two years; with adversity and its
passing to growth and health like long shadows on a summer night.