Thirty-Eight means I'm Old

Today I share with you this post from six years ago...

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A lot has changed since then.  

 The following badge I found on Facebook and it brought a tear to my eye, it looks like my boy Jack at that age.  (Where have the years gone!)  When he was that age the simple fix for a hurt was to cover it with a band aid or kiss it and make it better.  The quote could not be more appropriate to describe my feelings these days... 

The boy has grown to be a man.  He excels in honesty and integrity and has a strong work ethic.  He loves God and he loves his family.  I am truly undeserving but surely blessed to call him son.  

Happy 38th Birthday Jack!