My Son

I'm grateful for this boy who is truly becoming a man.  I worry over him, cry with him, laugh with him.  It's a strange kind of thing to be a mother to a 22 year old single handsome man.  Like his father, but not really like his father in so many, many ways.  My son is intertwined with every fiber of my being and at the same time separate and unique and standing solidly alone.  I pray for his success in life.  I pray for his happiness.  I pray that he will find a companion to share his life with who will give him the support he so free gives others.  Love you son, sooooooooooooooo much!

photo credit Grey Harbour Photography 4.2017