Welcome To The Start Of So Much
Today my son turns eighteen.
I have no words.
No words that can truly express my love for him, how proud I am of him, and how he is, still, such a big part of my life.
Eighteen. It's such an arbitrary age, or so it seems, but I'm sure it's not.
He steps over the boundary from boy to man, legally and societally.
I have spent the last hour trying to find the perfect photo to share, the image that sums him up, what he means to me. No one photo can ever do that justice, so unfair to ask. I have been smiling, shedding a tear, reminiscing of the little boy I knew, who is no more.
To my son, with the sparkle in his eyes, the big dreams, and the cheeky smile, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
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