Many years ago, two months into adulthood, I took a pregnancy test and found out my entire world was about to change. On April 28, 1999, it did. Jason came into the world a little after 11am that day, and life changed.
Being a mother to Jason has been a learning experience, a struggle, and a blessing — all rolled into one big, messy ball. While he wears a “teenager scowl” quite a bit, there are those moments of sheer joy when his face lights up, and you see that happiness peek through.
We’ve been through a lot together in the last 17 years, and especially over the last two. He has actually been my cheerleader in many situations, lifting me up and telling me that I’m a great person and I deserve better. It hasn’t been easy for him, but he is somehow holding it together and making it through.
Now, he is on the precipice of entering adulthood himself. I have one more year to hopefully make a difference in his life and get him ready for the world that awaits him. I know life is going to change many more times for us, but I’m hoping that this year will have more good than bad, and that he will be able to move toward an amazing future.
Happy 17th Birthday, Jason! I really don’t know where the time has gone.