Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Eleven and counting

He is eleven today. Eleven. 11.

I met him when he was the rugrat's age. He is different, but good different. He took a great turn about five weeks ago - He mentioned that tonight himself. He is a bit mature. He is considerate. He tries...and noticebly so. It is a nice change because for a bit of time it was hard. Now it is better. However, I have been told, the bigger they get the bigger the problems. That sounds like it might be hard again some day. Possibly. I am ready because I am the mom and I will work hard so it can always be better. I will be there for him. Blood or not, he is my son. I love him.

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