Coastal South Carolina: Celebrating a Birthday!

With special thanks to Slice of Life for giving writers inspiration, space, and voice

Slice of Life Day 27 of 31: Journeys (my March theme)

Today my son turns 33. He’s my middle child of my octane trio, born in the years 87, 89, and 93 – the gas pump years. Today, we celebrate his annual journey around the sun.

Throwing the cast net

As a child, he wore his cowboy boots on the wrong feet and rarely took them off. He played with his toy horses for hours on end and was our little hoot owl who almost never slept. He rode his horse Slick in the Bluffton Christmas parade each year, sporting his chaps. And after long days of camping trail rides with his grandparents, he’d return to camp to barrel race.

He is not a connoisseur of foods outside the mainstream menu, once threatening to turn us in to the captain of a ship when he found out he had eaten a piece of octopus we had put on his plate.

My son is an athlete – a soccer player turned runner whose sport took him through college to meet the woman of his dreams. He married her on a mountaintop in Sevierville, Tennessee, under an arbor her father made from the trees on that land. Her grandfather and his grandfather, both pastors, tied the knot extra-tight. Three labs and four children later, they live a stunningly beautiful but simple life on the marsh in South Carolina, kayaking and fishing and spending time together in ways that matter. He builds houses, but knows the difference between a house and a home and makes his family his priority.

He once called me to ask my favorite Bible verse. “Hebrews 11:1,” I told him – “Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.”

A few days later, he sent me a picture of his tattoo that says “Faith.” He is the last of my trio to be inked.

I’m so proud of him, of them. Behind every good man is an amazing woman – and oh, we are so richly blessed by her. She is beautiful inside and out, and we stand with her today as we celebrate our Marshall. Happy birthday, Son!

Married on a mountaintop in Tennessee

Hebrews 11:1 

Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.

Psalm 127:3-5 

Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one’s youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.

5 Replies to “Coastal South Carolina: Celebrating a Birthday!”

  1. Happy Birthday to your son! So much gratitude and celebration emanate from your words, Kim. I know they pour from a wellspring deep within you. My oldest (the preacher) has tattoos; I’m not really a fan, but here I’m deeply moved by your son asking your favorite Bible verse and having it inked in clear tribute to you and belief. The photos are just stunning. I am enchanted by the mountaintop wedding and his wife’s family history there – I have a sense of story, of destiny, playing out as it should. Here’s to a beautiful day and the joy of being able to see our children grown and ‘becoming’.

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  2. Kim, this is such a beautiful post, filled w/ the love of a mother for her son. The photos are stunning. I love Hebrews 11:1. It has always been a favorite verse, a reminder that life isn’t static, that whatever travails we may encounter, there is a way through. Happy birthday and happy birthday day memories to you both.

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  3. What gorgeous photos! I’m glad you shared them alongside your writing.

    Um, OCTANE TRIO!?!? That is the best! I wonder how many other people have three kids born in those years… and if they thought of that. It’s pure genius!

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