Damaad

I wrote this in his card when he turned 21. Then mom read it yavashaki and she cried...one of her "crying sessions"...

I wrote that for the first five years of my life, I was so lonely and begged my parents for a sibling...then one day, they said he is on his way. I waited 9 months so excitedly and so patiently. I remember the night he arrived. My aunt came over to baby sit me since my mom had gone to the hospital...then we went to visit the next morning. We took flowers ( I think?)...I had to wait 2 more days before he came home. He was so tiny and so white...

Soon I realized he wasn't playing with me any time in the near future, all he did was cry for the longest time...in fact, I gave up hope. By the time he wanted to play, I was doing only "girlie things" anyways.

I remember when he had his first tooth, and when he got sick and lost his big fat cheeks...

I remember when he went to first grade and learned how to read...I remember when he first blew a bubble gum and was so excited he showed everyone...

Last Friday, he stood before a crowd of friends and family, so proudly he said his vows and so proudly he began his new life--as a Husband.