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Twenty-one years ago this sweet baby made me a mom. April 19th, 1999 changed my life forever. I had the privilege of giving birth to this amazing human. Dylan Joseph came into our world and made it full. He was the person we’d been waiting to meet, we just didn’t know it.

We had a few years of just being a couple before the exciting news of a pregnancy changed everything. With great anticipation we decorated the nursery, and took those birthing classes, and did all the usual things new parents-to-be do.

Nothing really prepares you for being a mom though. Sure, I asked my mom questions and talked with other new moms. I read a few books. It was all this very wonderful dream come true.

When the day arrived for Dylan’s birth I was nervous and excited. Once I laid eyes on him that was it for me. It was a done deal. This precious one had my heart and he still does. He’ll always be my baby, even if he is 6′ 5″. Doesn’t matter. Both my boys will always have my heart.

So my perfect baby is now a full grown man. How did that happen? Where did the time go?

When I was pregnant with Dylan other moms would say, “Treasure each moment. It goes by so fast”. I didn’t think very much of their words at the time. I was just happy to be a mom and hold my little baby. Twenty-one years later, those women were right. It’s gone. All of it.

No more baby. No more toddler. No more little boy. No more teenager. He’s a man.

Dylan is a wonderful person. I’m not just saying that. He’s the kind of person you want to hang out with. He is fun loving, kind, thoughtful, hardworking, driven, creative, smart, easy going, and just an incredible human being.

And yes he’s handsome, but it’s who he is that makes him so attractive. Dylan’s heart is big for the hurting.

A couple of years ago he was working in Houston at a computer repair shop. He had a short commute that involved seeing some of our city’s homeless people. I found out later that Dylan would hand out his lunch to the homeless on the way to work each day.

I wish my husband and I could take full credit for his character. We have influenced him, and we pray he takes the good stuff from us, and ditches the bad. But it wasn’t all from us. It took three of us to raise him, mom, dad and Jesus.

Dylan loves Jesus and that makes this mama happy!

I had the joy of leading Dylan to the Lord when he was five. He’s never looked back. It’s his relationship with Christ, not mine. He inspires me with his faith.

“To live like Jesus. To serve others and to put others first.” ~Dylan

Those words are not just a nice saying to Dylan. That’s his view of his faith and what it means to be a Christian.

I am grateful to know such a special person. I love spending time with him. I love talking with him and getting his view on anything. He is hilarious and can do the best impersonations. He brings so much joy to our family and we are blessed to call him son.

Happy 21st birthday Dylan! You are a great treasure to us. Our lives are rich having you in them.

“Sons are indeed a heritage from the Lord,
children, a reward.” (Psalm 127:3, HCSB)


Love you all,



19 thoughts on “21”

  1. Wow, 21!?!? Happy Birthday, Dylan! And Oh Happy Day, Tom & Meghan!! What a blessing. Thanks be to God for His faithfulness in Dylan’s life. I will pray for continued guidance and protection for this man of God and the plans He has for him! 💙

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  2. When my oldest child got married, somehow I made it through the wedding. Somehow I gave her away. Then, the reception composed me. But, when my first born, and her husband (who suddenly became the man in her life) were getting ready to leave for the honeymoon, she came up to me and kissed me on the cheek, and said that she loved me. I went home and looked in the top drawer of my chest; her infant terrycloth outfit was staring me in my face. I took it of the drawer, laid it on the bed,,,and cried…. I think that fathers have a more difficult time with these things. Thanks for sharing your story; it was touching.

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    1. That is such a beautiful story. And, how sweet that you kept her baby outfit. The father/daughter bond can be very special and you’ve got that with your daughter. That is a blessing. I look forward to the days when my boys get married. I will probably be a wreck though. Thank you for sharing such a heartfelt story about your first born. That was very special. God bless you friend.

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      1. You are very welcome. I remember the wedding of the daughter of a close pastor friend. For the Father/Daughter dance, the song that was played was “Butterfly Kisses.” My friend had a hard time too. lol

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