Today I'm not only considering visual reflections but contemplative reflections of where the years have gone since I gave birth to my first born. It seems like yesterday he was just a little guy following and watching his Daddy intent on the whys and hows. His first plastic tools still take up space in the attic along with GI Joes, Transformers, Hotwheels, Boy Scout uniforms and a bright red Pearl drumset. However, the endless hours of playing with toys, riding bikes, earning badges and playing in a band are long gone.
Looking back today it's hard to realize where those days have gone and just how quickly they've come to pass. In truth, thirty years have passed hardly without notice. Today the little boy who stole our hearts the day he was born has grown into a fine young man and his father and I couldn't be more proud of who he's become.
Love, Mom and Dad
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