NOT Mexico's independence day, by the way...Cinco de Mayo is the anniversary of Mexico's victory over the Second French Empire at the Battle of Puebla in 1862...which means, maybe, that there are a lot of Mexican immigrants in the USA that are from Puebla. Cinco de Mayo is not even a big holiday in Mexico...LOL...
At any rate, it's not my intention to give a history lesson, here. It's just that Cinco de Mayo has become a spectacular holiday in our little family.
It was around Cinco de Mayo that Dan and I became Dan and I thirty one years ago. I can't believe we have been a couple that long! That man is a SAINT!
Several years later, it was on Cinco de Mayo that one of God's greatest miracles to us was placed into our hands: Grant. Years of infertility ended with the cry of a baby boy on a Cinco de Mayo twenty years ago. Praised Be The Lord! And today, we got to spend the day with our precious young adult son as he concludes his sophomore year of college. I just simply can't believe it! I look at him and all I see is that little boy who stole my heart from the moment they placed him in my arms.
It goes fast...said everyone who ever had a child. And they are so right. It's no joke. I blinked and he grew a beard. I am so happy I'm here to see him grow up! I can't wait for him to come back home. It is such a blessing to have him here. Dan said, when I came to meet them for lunch at Geneva College today: "Grant is the only person that can make Gisi smile just by the mere fact of existing." Never has he been so right. God certainly knew what He was doing when He gave sons to mothers.
I Praise You, Lord for Grant. I pray you give him many years of healthy life and a path that leads to You. In the Precious Name of Jesus, You're Beloved Son. Amen!
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