I have always told all of you here each year how grateful I am to have all three sons. And that each one's birthday is a brilliantly happy day for me. Because I am grateful through and through to be their mother. And my love for each one is unparalleled in my life. NO one can and will take their place in my life. Others will love them as well, but they will always be my treasures. And I am commemorating the birth of one of them this day.
|A gift to me.|
I am extraordinarily proud of my boy on his birthday as he grew to be what he most wanted to be. At eleven years of age, he knew he wanted to be a teacher. He laid that ground work all his school years through High School and with many AP classes. He began University with his AP courses advancing him in grade level so he was younger than he might have been had he not had the AP courses... when he finished all his degrees. He looked like a student at one of the early schools where he taught. He told us of standing outside with his grade book in his hand watching children get on the bus and one sidled up to him and told him he's better get that grade book out of sight before the teacher saw him.
Time has passed, and he has been teaching for some years now. He is a Fulbright Scholar again. Here is his latest trip this year; Costa Rica and Uruguay.
|He had just landed in Uruguay.|
I am bustin' my buttons dear Bruce. Happy Birthday precious boy.