across the globe in Sweden
are on our minds.
I haven't met you yet but you are celebrated
every day in our home
I can see your face in your son's face
gentle, noble
lines of a life rich with feeling and smiles.
On our wall in black and white photos
you hold him on a sailboat
a comforting mother and
her infant whose yawn looks the same 39 years later.
As we celebrate your birthday
5,200 miles away
I want to share with you what
I imagine would be
some of the best words a mother
could hear, things you already know
but still land with softness and light your day.
Your son is as kind and thoughtful, as loving and honest,
as playful and open-minded, as accepting and sweet
as free-spirited, patient, and confident
as I imagine a man could be.
He rides his bike every day, he makes music and
teaches himself new things, he cooks beautiful food
for us, often in celebration of his native land
juniper berries ... elk meatballs.
He loves his dog and mine, our home,
and has influenced me to switch
from daily coffee to daily tea.
I've met no one who knows him well and doesn't find him
to be one of the most wonderful people alive.
 |
| Hjalmar Carl Henrik Hake, May 2012 |
For all the love you've shown him
all his life,
for the respect he has for women
which surely
has a lot to do with you
for the safety you instilled in him
as a baby
and beyond
I am in gratitude and celebration
for you.
Happy Birthday Med!
Love,
Jessica
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