He’s a man now.
I remember the first and only time we babysat for him. He cried and cried and cried. When his parents came to pick him up his mother told me that she would never leave him alone with anyone anymore. I felt like a failure but the feeling soon passed.
When he came to visit, he would jump from sofa to sofa – always on the go.
One of his favorite pastimes was to flush the toilet on the 2nd floor and then run down to the first to “hear” it or see where it went.
And what a talented musician he’s become. I was so proud last night when he played the organ in unison with a piano player. The music was astounding and he received a well deserved standing ovation. I hope he can stay as humble as I know him to be.
He’s all grown up. His graduation is tomorrow and I feel so privileged to be in Seattle to see him experience that moment.
Transitioning from childhood to manhood. My boy — remember, enjoy your moments as you can never go back.
