Zachary boy is almost 15 months old and I busted out the finger paints for the first time a few days ago. (Thanks to a recent trip to Beijing I had some!) He dove right in just like he does in everything in life. No hesitation, no looking at me to see what to do, nothing. It was just another moment for me to marvel at this boy. I know my boys are different but everyday I see it more and more. Zachary is so uninhibited. Whatever he’s doing he does it with no restrictions, fully immersed. It’s one of his gifts I want to nurture, knowing I need to take special care of it. I think even more so because it’s so opposite of me. I tend to play things safe. I’m cautious in decisions. I think about how everyone will perceive my actions or words. But not my sweet Zachary boy. I’m not saying he’s rude, he’s just not dictated by thinking about what you may be thinking. He’s not afraid of getting hurt~ physically or emotionally. He freely gives and does not need in return. He is whole in a way that I admire. That I respect. When I was pregnant Diego said he wanted to name our baby ‘Light‘. I’ve wondered if/how Deigo being so set on that name would play into the picture Zachary’s life (we didn’t choose his names to include that meaning, Zachary means ‘the Lord remembers’). I googled the definition of light and was in awe at how right our Diego boy was in knowing his little brother would be all of these things:
“Light”~ Something that makes things visible or affords illumination: All colors depend on light.
“Light” ~ an illuminating agent or source, as the sun, a lamp,or a beacon.
“Light”~ Daylight. Dawn.
“Light”~ a person who is an outstanding leader, celebrity, or example; luminary: He became one of the leading lights of Restoration drama.
Sweet Zachary boy may you continue to be all these things and more. You have already been a light into my heart and in my life. May I never let my insecurities or issues dampen your light.
(Definitions taken from~ http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/light)