it was a heart to heart conversation between
me and him.
wasn't planned. i wasn't tryin' to be
birthday smaltzy and 'talk' with him...
it just happened.
and i'll never forget it.
i had gotten a nice note from a friend
congratulating me on raising three good
that's right, i thought....they REALLY
ARE three men now. and i smiled at the
thought behind the note...
but you know.......it's a number.
eighteen. he's still my kid.
and then we had this talk.
and as i walked away, i thought of the
it's not just a number.
he's really really a young man now.
he was everything i could have wished
him to be in that conversation.
i think he's my kid.
i'm toasting this young man, this morning.
all weekend in fact....yeah...yeah...
prolly my whole darn life....
his actual birthday is tomorrow.
i think at some point i gotta take some time
to sit back and think about these three men
who are now more the world's men than mine.
how totally awesome is that?
the world sure could use these guys!
i sure do love them....