Monday, December 27, 2010
The Best Day Of My Life
December 27, 1990 was the best day of my life.
Last year, I wrote about it HERE.
Today, I look at those pictures and wonder where the time has gone.
How can my "baby" be twenty?
He's no longer a child. Or a teen. He's an adult. No, I mean really an adult now....
He's a college student, and I could not be prouder.
He's a brother, a nephew, a cousin, a grandson. He's a best friend to a great group of young men and women.
But most importantly, he's a son.
He's MY son.
And I love him more than life itself.
So today, on this 20th anniversary of his birth, I celebrate the baby who came into my life two weeks past his due date (and has rarely been on time for anything since), the toddler who made me laugh constantly with his goofy smile and "creative" antics, the teenager who didn't give his Mom a whole lot to worry about, (or at least, didn't tell me til he was 18 and decided to come clean about a few things!) and the adult who is just at the start of his future. A future that I cannot wait to be a part of, to watch unfold, to see who he becomes and what amazing things life holds in store for him.
I love you, Jordan. You are my light, and the love of my life. Thank you for making me the happiest, and proudest Mom ever.