Tomorrow is my sister’s youngest son’s twelfth birthday. I’ve lived with him for all of his life (baring two months) and I’ve watched him grown and change and become the young man he is today—er tomorrow.
Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that I’m glad that I’ve gotten to watch him grow up. He hasn’t been a perfect angel by any stretch of the imagination but somehow I think that’s better because he’s forced me to grow in ways that I hadn’t thought of until long after they’d happened.
I’m grateful for this young man in my life.
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