happy birthday, david!
nineteen years ago today,
the best thing that ever happened to me,
happened to me.
david was born.
david has been the best part of my life
for the past nineteen years.
i'm so proud of him.
he's such a good guy.
he has a big heart,
and an even bigger sense of humor.
he makes me laugh.
and he makes me cry,
because i understand him,
even though he doesn't think i do,
because he's just like me.
i know how hard it is to have all these dreams
that feel possible
at the same time.
one day they feel close,
and the next,
so very far away.
i used to wonder if it would be better, easier,
not to have so many dreams.
but i know it wouldn't be.
i wish i could help him believe in himself
the way i believe in him.
i wish i could make his life easier.
i wish i could go back
and change a few of the bad decisions made in my personal life,
the ones that made his journey more difficult.
or maybe i don't...
maybe those things were as necessary a part of his story,
as they were of mine.
maybe he wouldn't be who he is today
had it not been for the difficult times.
and i wouldn't want to change
a single thing about who he's become,
because he's pretty great...
like i said,
the best thing that ever happened.
i can't wait to see how life continues to unfold for him.