Happy Tears

I've been looking back at old pictures today. I do this
each year on my son's birthday. Tears, but for the most part
happy ones.
On March 2 at 2am 15 years ago this sweet baby was born.



I never, never, never wanted kids.
I am glad the Universe does not listen to me.


He has been a joy and a blessing in my life.
Btw, this is the way he looked from about 3-8.


Even now as a teen he enriches my life in so many ways.
and though I miss that baby boy who actually liked to
cuddle with mom and would not run away if I tried to kiss
him, I am looking forward to seeing the adult this generous,
kind, funny and clever being will be.


Happy birthday Josh!