My son turned 24 today. That might not seem like a big deal to some, but it is to me. Because for a while, not too many years ago, I wasn't sure if he'd make it to 20. The fact that he's 24, clean and sober, and gainfully employed...well, let's just say that I believe in miracles now.
Last night we celebrated his birthday with a casual dinner at our house. It was me and my wife, our son and his lovely girlfriend, and my mom. We had a great time. My, how things have changed over the last 17 months.
Happy birthday, son. I love you. Forever and ever, no matter what (as your brother would say). I'm so damn proud of how far you've come and I can't wait to see how far you'll go.
"Old man take a look at my life / Twenty-four and there's so much more..." --Neil Young