As I think about the past 20 years, a lot has happened. Obviously, my son has changed, but I have too. He has become a very cool, mature young man. I am more proud of him than I can say. God gave us great wisdom as we raised him and we are now seeing the fruit of our labor. I can only hope that we do as good a job with our next two.
I think it’s pretty cool that he still likes me a lot. We have a lot of fun together. He talks to me about everything and is really excited to share important things with me (even though sometimes it’s by email or text). We are close and I hope we get closer.
I’ve really changed over the past twenty years. Not just physically either.
A.D.D. MOMENT-m youngest pointed out my “white streaks” on the sides of my head the other day.
OK I’m back
Changes have come in many forms. Some of them have been easy, most have not. Most of them for the good, some, not so much. Yet looking back I can’t really say that I would change a thing. The good, the bad, and the ugly have all made me what I am today. And I like who I am today.
So What? Don’t be afraid of change. Embrace it. Enjoy it. Learn from it. But along the way, take time to evaluate and let those that have helped you through know how much you appreciate them.
Love you Son. Very proud of you and who you have become.