New beginnings

It is my youngest child's birthday today. Happy 21st Sam!
I am excited because he has reached another milestone in his life. His birth, being totally potty
trained, his reach to 6'5' & 1/2, his meeting and moving in with his darling girlfriend, these are
all pretty big steps. Maybe they don't have as much significance to him, but they do with me.

A friend of mine that met my children when Sam was three said "he can't grow up, he is only supposed to be three years old!" And sometimes I feel that way too. But he is truly an adult now, with all the responsibilities and the fun of being 21. I am so proud of him.

Sometimes when he is not watching and unaware, I still see my "pootie" at three. The baby he was is still there if you look close enough.

We had a little tiff last night. He tends to be blunt and to the point (which is not wrong), and I sometimes am too sensitive. But he hugged me and it was almost like hugging his father. I could hear his heart beat slow and steady and I hope that his girlfriend finds the safety there that I have found in his father's arms.

These two men in my life make my life. As does my daughter.

Sam
Congratulations! I think you are wonderful and have become a man that any mother would be proud of. And your mother is so damned proud of you. Not just today, but everyday.