Happy 7th Birthday Beloved

I am sat in the lounge looking at a pile of presents, balloons and banners with seven written on them. 

Seven.

Seven years have gone by and I cannot fathom how fast that has happened. Nor can I understand the deep love I feel for a little boy who has never uttered one word to me. Nor ever hugged or kissed me. 

How can I feel such a profound connection? It goes to prove that in order to love someone deeply you don't need words it is profound.  More significant than what can be shared or felt from one person to another.

I only have to look into his eyes and he only has to look into mine and smile and I know. I know that he has been my most significant catalyst for change and the most significant event in my life. 

He is seven and he is moving forward, never backwards. Always progressing at his own pace and in his own time. In the past two years he has altered and is more engaged and aware than previous years. I am very proud of him, I am in awe of him and I am blessed to have him in my life. 

Happy birthday Zack. My wonderful son. My boy. My love.