Happy birthday to The Boy!
Today is his nineteenth birthday.
So here's to a very happy birthday, young man!
I wish you were here. Yet I'm glad you are where you are. Because that's where you need to be.
Addition: When I re-read this after posting, I began to wonder why I wrote it like The Boy would actually be reading it. I know he's not read it yet as he's been without regular internet access all summer. I wonder if he will ever read it? How much interest do young adults have in what their parents do? Hmmm. I'd read my mom's blog if she had one. But I'm not sure I would have when I was 19.