Thursday, April 19, 2012


Sorry this is so late. Nearly a month has passed, since you hit this milestone, and I have struggled to find the right words to say.

Boy2, 16 years have passed since you came into my life, and the path you are on is beginning to slowly pull you out into your own orbit. You have graced all of us with your presence, and it has been at times, entertaining, at times frustrating.

You are the one that I worry most about at times, you carry your emotions inside, releasingthem in a torrent of feelings that seem to overwealm you.

But you are simply one of the most loving and caring individuals I have ever seen. You have a sense of social justice that amazes me. You make good friends and they seem to stick. People seem drawn to you, you give of a sense of fun that is contagious.

You have helped make this whole transition of life changing events easier for me to bear, without even knowing it.

Your love of music is great, you like obscure bands, and will give just about anything a chance. You have talent in this area, but i get the sense, that you pursue this for the sheer joy of it not for any outward reasons.

You march to the beat of your own drummer, in a place where conformity is the rule, you stand out, comfortable in your own skin, and carry yourself with a quiet confidence that I never had.

Happy belated birthday, and keep reaching for those dreams.

Monday, February 13, 2012


Sorry, this is a day late.

Boy3 You are 14 now.

Nope, not possible, you can't be, you are still a little kid aren't you?

Sigh, i guess not. you are a teenager, on the verge of becoming a young man, a damn fine one from the looks of it.

You have a big heart, a ready smile, a generally happy attitude, and the attention span of a mosquito. Just kidding!
You make me smile and laugh and push my buttons in a way no one else can. You love music and hockey and skyrim and who knows what else? You approach life with a seize the day attitude, actually more like a beat the day into submission one. There are no half way measures about you. You make friends easily and are pretty loyal to them. As you have matured you are slowly learning the fine art of compromise, and your ability to see both sides of an argument is developing.
You have a strong sense of social justice, and are happy that the charity group you belong to is doing some good.

You are becoming a fine young man, and you were already a pretty damn good teenager, your are still one, just with better colored hair*.

*(purple, by the way)