Approximately 10:15 am 10/15/2014 ~ Standing on the hotel balcony as I so often do, overlooking a huge pond, beautifully landscaped around and about. The skies are a magnificent blue and quite visible in its midst is the faint image of the moon. I cant help but to verbally thank God for His creation. My mind begins to race through the many blessings I have received over my time here on Earth. Then, tears stream down my face as He carries me to a moment in time. A time when I first laid eyes on my son Aaron Brandon Robinson in Huntsville, Alabama. When our eyes met I immediately felt the bond as he stared back at me as if he knew exactly who I was. Twenty-four hours prior to this event, I had just finished 2 computer classes and about to head to a math class at Eastern Michigan University. After that I would head to my grind at GM to put in 10 hours of hard labor (Yep, I sang many a negro spirituals on that grind). I finish my shift only to get behind the wheel of a vehicle with my 3 year old daughter, my sister Lori Ann Beard and my father and I drive straight through the night into Huntsville, Alabama. Just as we get into the Huntsville city limits, I began to fall asleep at the wheel. Fortunately my Dad was awake and called out my name to wake me up. Yeah, it was a long day. We reach the hotel I made the reservation with only to change quickly and go for my son. The moment our eyes met made the entire 30 somethin previous hours worth fighting through. I dont know why God brought these memories to my attention, but since He did, Ill take the moment to tell you Aaron, that I have been so proud of you and I love you so much, and now you have your own son. If you have only a portion of the love for Luke as I have for you, Luke will be alright and will grow into a man you too will be proud to call your son.
Posted on: Wed, 15 Oct 2014 16:07:30 +0000
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