So much has happened this weekend and I can’t wait to tell you all the details but I’m dedicating today’s post to our oldest son, Brody.
Today is a very special day in the DiPascal family. It’s one of those milestone moments that you have to capture with photos and journaling. So, even though my to-do list is a mile long and people are requiring things of me today, I’m choosing to pause, reflect, write and memorize this special day.
Today is a milestone moment because it’s Brody’s first day of High School!
I can’t believe my little boy is no longer little. I can’t believe he’s a Freshman this year. I can’t believe he’s starting to shave his slightly noticeable mustache. I just can’t believe it!
We woke up extra early so Brody could organize his new school supplies and get his backpack ready. Plus, I had to allow plenty of time for taking photos. 🙂 Brody bounced out of bed but I was moving rather slowing because I didn’t get much sleep the night before.
Last night, I was abruptly awoken by a terrible lightning and thunderstorm. It passed though our area quickly but I couldn’t fall back to sleep. After laying in bed, wide awake for 15 minutes, I decided to get up and check on the boys. It was in Brody’s room where I decided to linger for a while. After checking his covers and picking up dirty clothes off the floor (yes, even in the middle of the night I’m doing chores), I felt a nudging to kneel down by his bedside and pray. I still remember to this day, my mom praying by my bedside when I was a little girl.
I prayed that God would bless Brody with an awesome first year of High School That He would surround Brody with Godly classmates and teachers. That He would protect Brody while he was on campus and in route to and from home. That He would give Brody favor with his teachers and administrators and that his freshmen days at Pine Lake Preparatory would be filled with wonderful and milestone memories.
My whispering prayers accidentally woke Brody up. He raised his head, looked at me, patted me on the forehead, smiled, and passed out again. He didn’t ask what I was doing because he knew already. Ya see, Brody has found me several times, kneeling by his bedside, and praying. My heart’s desire as a mom is that he too will remember these special moments just like I did with my mom. That one day he too will kneel by the bedside of his children and pray over them while they sleep.
God had taken what first seemed like an interrupted thunderstorm and turned it into a special milestone moment between a mom, her son, and her God.
When it was time for him to leave, I could tell that he was a little nervous but excited in a really good way. Instead of riding the bus, I let him ride to school with his best friend, Caleb. Caleb & Brody have known each other since they were two years old. As they stood together, laughing at each other, I couldn’t help but remember them as little toddlers, playing with balls, Legos and Lincoln logs.