Eight.

Jax Mason,

Today you are eight.  That's something that's a little bit hard for me to believe.
I'm not sure how it happened so fast, and I'm not sure how to keep the next eight years from coming even faster.

But I do know that I sure have enjoyed being your mom.  I've enjoyed almost every moment.

You make me a better person every day.

Your sweet spirit, calm disposition, funny and witty sense of humor and your concern for others amaze me often.

I love to watch you look up to your dad.  I love that you want to be like him.

He's a good one to try to follow.

I love that you have my personality.  Even though that scares me for you sometimes, I love that God shows me more about the way that He loves me by the way that I love you.

Being as sensitive as you and I are in this harsh and crazy world is not easy.

And it's not going to be easy for you to be a sensitive man one day.

But, boy are you going to make someone an amazing husband (one day, very very very far off from now.)

My prayer for you is that God will protect your heart.

That God will not let the world make your heart hard.

Because you are a beautiful boy, but the most beautiful part of you is, without a doubt, your heart.

You're a good son.  You're a good brother.  We are so proud of you.

Stay kind.  Stay sweet.  Stay you.

Keep shining the light of Jesus, sweet boy.

Always shine His light.

I love you with all of me,

Mom