Eighteen years ago today at 6:38 pm, a special bundle of joy entered my life. Over the years he has brought me immense amounts of joy and laughter; has shared his thoughts, kisses, snuggle time, tears, scrapes, and heartache. The Boy has grown into a respectful man and has made his “Madre,” as he now calls me, very proud as I reflect and think “yeah, I did a pretty amazing job raising this young one on my own.”
Looking at the pictures through the years his physical appearance has changed dramatically; yet his soul has remained compassionate and full of love. He is a man of character, has a humanitarian heart, is humble, respectful, and honorable.
Son, your life is an open book, waiting for you to fill the pages with adventure, love, laughter, family, and friends. Dream big and never be afraid to follow your dreams; you’ll be wonderfully surprised where they can lead you.
The world is your oyster. Happy Birthday son; I am honored to be your mom and I love you to the moon and back a billion times!