Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Seven Echoes for Ezra





I know, Ezra. I know.
I have a terrible memory. I forget you’re only turning 7 years old. Sometimes, I speak to you like you’re a full-fledge grown up and expect you to act like one. I then remember who the adult is --
 and it’s me. I know.

I understand, Ezra. I understand.
When I see you cry for things so small and insignificant, I feel your pain. I used to wear my emotions on my sleeve as a kid too.  I’ll be honest, I still do. I know what if feels like to have a swell of emotion override your senses and take over. To have that lump in your throat begin to pulsate. To have tears rush your eyes faster than you can blink. It’s so hard to contain. In fact, it’s nearly uncontrollable. So in those moments for you, when it seems my patience is non-existent and I can’t figure you out. Please know, I understand.


Focus, Ezra. Focus.
It’s obvious that your mental strength is still in its infancy. But I’m your pops, I want you to be the best. So it’s hard for me to see clearly through these glasses fogged by expectation. I constantly tell you, mental fortitude is as important as physical strength. You have to practice making the right choice mentally even though you’re still figuring out what exactly that is. Choose to take control of your emotions, I say, or choose to let them take over you. Know that your choices have consequences and I won’t hesitant to enforce them. You always have a choice. So remember, always try to make the best one. You got this. Focus.

Believe Ezra, Believe.
The power of positive thinking is real. Just writing these words at this moment I feel the energy it brings. I feel motivated. I feel inspired. As you mature and gain knowledge and understand how to harness that power, whatever it is you want to do you will do, all because you did one simple thing: You believed it was possible.


Choose the light Ezra. Choose the light.
You decided to have a Star Wars party this year and became a Jedi Master through Jedi Training. You learned how to summon the force with one hand. You learned some cool moves with your light-saber. But most of all, you learned that when you do good, good things come to you. When you are kind and caring and thoughtful, your friends and family will reciprocate two fold. Despite the rain, they showed up to support on your special day and that is a testament to who you are as free-spirited, loving child. You’ll keep shining if choose the light.
 

Sing. Ezra. Sing.

To hear you sing-along to the Coco movie soundtrack makes me smile. There’s something endearing to hear you speak Spanish, even though your accent isn’t quite right. (My fault!) And when our favorite song comes on, we sign together: “Ay mi familia, oiga me gente. Canten al coro. Let it be known. Our love for each other will live on forever. In every beat of my proud corazon!” The truth in those words is undeniable. So keep singing Ezra. Sing.

I love you Ezra, I love you.
Seven years ago on this day, I spoke those words directly to you for the first time and the sound floated out into the universe to echo for eternity. Happy Birthday big boy. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.

-Dad