I had the pleasure this weekend of celebrating the 13th birthday of my friend’s son. When I close my eyes, I can picture the 1 year old toddler running around the house screaming, just as it was yesterday. In the midst of the revelry and laughter, I was reminded of many happy times we have shared with his family. Our trip to North Conway, NH for the Polar Express and the Christmas lights and party at Edaville Railroad were great celebrations of the joy of being children at Christmas.
Throughout the past 13 years, his mother has spent everyday making sure that he was happy and healthy. As he leaves behind his childhood, his mother is transitioning to a new role that requires giving him more space, but never too far away. She will always be his North Star to guide him into manhood and help him find his way home. Now that the guests are gone and the house is quiet, I want to take a moment to celebrate the love and support from his mother for the past 13 years. Let’s hear it for his Mom!