My Son

My Son, that tiny baby I held in my arms thirty years ago, is going to be a lawyer. He graduates from Law School with his Juris Doctorate in two days and I am so proud of him.

I am proud of him because of all the work he has put into this life of his. His beautiful and wise wife, his very own home, his rescue dogs, his friends, the way he does things with such thoughtful gusto, all of these and more are reason enough to be proud.

Yet, on top of all these things, he is a kind and good hearted person, a man who is not afraid to give of himself for all the right reasons, even when it is inconvenient, or down right hard.

I am so proud of him and I love him so much. If he was my only legacy to this world, it would be an incredible gift, but there is more.