Penned yesterday, posted today
First off a question—
How is it possible that my second born son (who grew up hearing ‘you can choose to make your own way second to none’) is half a century, today, when I feel no older than 45?
It’s a wonder how each one’s personal connection to reality comes and goes. On the other hand, tis a healthy, well balanced spirit that feels light hearted and younger than springtime more often than not—once lighting candles requires fire extinguishers next to our cakes.ππ
So, let’s wish a very happy birthday to Steven, whom I’ve watched grow to manhood standing well grounded in self esteem while his smart heart cares deeply for family and friends every bit as mindfully as his brain divides its time seemingly easily between working seriously, thus successfully at building his law practice as he creates magic for Ravi, daily, by way of participating enthusiastically in imaginative play with family and friends so wholeheartedly as to make his parents’ hearts swell with loving pride to see our son’s good natured, fun loving, adventurous self so deservedly loved, respected and admired by so many, through and through. And feeling my good fortune to be Steven’s mother for these past 50 years, which flew by faster that I can believe, in addition to enclosing so much love, here are my best wishes in hopes of his enjoying at least 50 more birthdays with those he loves in good health, happiness and inner peace. ππ»♀️ππππAnnie
Today’s tribute describes the man my adorable little boy chose to grow up to beπ
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