August 14
My son, Josh, is 41 today!
How can my little boy--that I rocked to sleep, changed his diapers, took him to daycare, drove to school, moved from Charleston to New Haven to Cheshire with, saw off the college, saw off to England for a year after college, lived with when he worked for Yale, saw off to law school, married to Cathy Chen, baptized three babies of Josh and Cathy...how's all this happened and I wasn't aware of the time passing.
I remember that day 41 years ago like it was yesterday. After all the birthing classes, his fetal heartbeat went off and they did a C-section, wheeling Bern away from me and pushing me to a waiting room. I saw him through a window, still caked with blood and goop. And he was perfect, just perfect.
That little child, our first born, is 41.
Give me a break, that can't be true....
But it is. I know it is.
Happy, Happy birthday Joshua Dylan (Bob, not Thomas).
I love you so, so, even after all these years. Perfect still.....
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