The old Mama is not reacting well to this. Wasn't it just yesterday that we were driving to Hendricks Hospital in Abilene, excited that we were about to meet him? Wasn't it just yesterday that he learned to walk? Wasn't it just yesterday that he had his first day at school? Wasn't it just yesterday that he broke his arm? Wasn't it just yesterday that he held my hand while he was crossing the street? Wasn't it? Wasn't it?
Happy Birthday, dearest son, heart of my heart. You will never know how much your mama loves you--until you have a little one of your own. I love you.
HAPPY BDAY! CONGRATS! you know we all love you, handsome!
Many happy returns of the day!
And many sympathies to his mama. My first boy is coming up on 18 so fast it feels like his childhood zipped by me at light speed.
Happy Birthday!