Enjoy Your Day

Today is a very special day to me, its Brock’s birthday. I’m often asked how old he would be and today he would have been 26 years old, but to me he will be forever 5. When I think of him that is what I picture in my mind, my cute little cowboy with a “tude.”

He loved birthdays because they were “your day,” a day to celebrate you. There was always presents, cake and fun times. The other night while on a hike, my granddaughter asked me when Brock’s birthday was and if she could help send balloons to him.

I was so touched that she asked and that she remembered the balloons. She has a beautiful way of seeing things. When the puppy we were waiting for sudden died a few weeks before we were to pick him up, Kyrie gave me her understanding of the situation.

She said, “I’m sad that “Bo” died, but he is now in heaven with Uncle Brock because he needed a puppy and he will take good care of him.” Her words brought a smile to my heart.

When we decided on the name for our new puppy we chose to go with one of Brock’s favorite TV characters from the Dukes of Hazzard, Roscoe P. Coltrane. But the name would be spelt the way the Brock pronounced it, Roscoe Pico Train. Every time I call the dog’s name I smile thinking of Brock’s voice.

I received his pedigree the other day and it was interesting to see all the different names that were listed. They sounded like race horses more than beagles. Someday I’m sure people will wonder about Roscoe’s name too. His name has sentimental value and will always remind me of a special little boy that was full of life, courage and attitude.

As I celebrate Brock’s day today I will remember the good times and special moments. It will be a day to celebrate the privilege I have of being his mom and knowing that He is in good hands with God. I will play in the backyard with Roscoe, smiling at the memory of Brock’s voice and thinking of him enjoying his day in heaven.

My Prayer

Father, thank you for Brock and that You chose me to be his mother, what a gift. I’m grateful for the memories and the hope I have knowing that I will see him again. Thank you for the unique and creative ways that You give me to keep memories alive. Please give him a hug and kiss from me and tell him that I love and miss him. Thank you Lord. In Jesus’ name, amen

Where does my hope come from?

Revelation 21:4

“He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”