My oldest turns 25 today.
How am I old enough to have a 25 year old?? I don't feel a day over 43!
Oh wait, I am 43. Never mind.
Well, as typical, he is in Arkansas. He has had his milestone birthdays someplace else. Starting with when he turned 18, and he was in Texas. At bootcamp. And the time he was in Seattle and BC, Arizona. All for good reasons.
My son took a position with The Bus. He started volunteering there years ago when he was still in college. Now he is going on staff. And they sent him to Arkansas for some kind of training.
On his birthday.
But that doesn't stop me from rejoicing this day. Rejoicing at the life GOD has blessed us with thus far. The life that made me stronger, weaker, more joyfilled, frustrated, full with laughter and tears. All because of him. My First Born Son. <3
None of which I would EVER change.
Happy birthday my precious son. GOD bless you with many many more.