It's a weird feeling having your son turn 21. Wasn't it just yesterday he was small enough to fit on my lap wrapped in his blankie?
Now he's a full-fledged adult. Ready to take on the world ... right? Cripes. Did I teach him enough? Did I instill the right morals and values?
He's a good kid. No. That's not right anymore.
He's a good man.
I guess the most I can hope for is that he felt loved and that he knows I will always love him.
Happy birthday, Ben.
2 comments:
Wow! I never realized that Jack and Ben look so much alike as babies!
Seems like we just took that boy (a few years older than in the picture) to Disneyland. I thought we'd do that a few more times before he got all growed up.
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