My sweet boy, who came home so very tiny and fragile (5 pounds 4 ounces and 3 weeks early), now stands 53 inches tall and weighs 80 pounds. At 7 years old.
He's up to my armpits already, unbelievable as it seems... and he is the light of my life.
We all do.
And Love is the only thing that can make a real difference in the lives of this hurting and broken world.
Happy Birthday, my kind, clever, persistent, uninhibited, happy-hearted Boy. I love you with every atom in my body.