Monday, March 16, 2009

My son turns 31 tomorrow....31. I have a 31 year old son.

No matter how I say it, it's still almost unbelievable to me that my son is 31 years old. Sometimes when I look at him, I start to drift slowly back to when he was a little boy, blond curls, red feet-pajamas, huge soulful brown eyes. And I imagine, for one second only, what my life would have been like had I made a different decision way back in 1977. Back when I was 19 years old and "in love" with a 28 year old guy who, surprise, didn't love me back. Back when that same 28 year old guy walked away from me, from us. And I am grateful beyond grateful that God was in charge, that He led me down His path. Because here I am today, celebrating my son's 31st birthday and celebrating all the joy and love and adventure and laughter and wonder that he has brought me. Not to mention that beautiful brown-eyed little girl of his. :)


  1. happy birthday and congrats to you, momma!!

  2. I have a 31yo daughter...a 34yo daughter, too! Ok ok....a 27yo son and two 24yo sons, too.
    I can scarcely believe my kids are so OLD! I mean....I can't possibly be OLD enough to have kids that OLD!!!

    Happy Birthday to your son!

  3. Congratulations! My boys are fast approaching adulthood and it is scary and sad all at the same time.