It's so true. My darling baby boy will be 18 years old tomorrow. Where did all those years go? For those of you who know me and my family, you know that we've had our share of rough times with my boy. He's had many physical and emotional obstacles in his short life and if I could take away all the pain he's suffered, I would do it in a heartbeat. Any mother would. As I write this, I am crying, because my boy is becoming a young man. He still has so much to learn about the real world and if I can shield him from future pain and suffering, I will. He has definitely come a long way. Although he will be 18 tomorrow, he doesn't graduate from high school until next year. He's doing well in school (despite his disabilities) and even though he's not a very social person, I know one day he'll blossom into the young man that he is meant to become. I thank the Lord every day for blessing me with my special boy.
