Happy Birthday To...

Oh wait Luke is in Europe.
I had a thought this evening as Emma was driving Iszy and me to my house.

It was officially Luke's birthday at midnight. I thought "this might just be the second most significant day to me." Number 1 being my own birthday of course.

He's no longer a teenager. He's 20. I think about that and then I think "wow...either I'm old or he's young." I almost never forget an age difference, but with him I usually do. He's had to grow up way too fast and so, I always forget he's younger. At this age especially even 6 months can make a difference.

Today is his day and after the fact I will try very hard not to think about him until he returns home. I need a break from this too.

It's funny, but a year ago he came to Imani's party because I asked him to and said it would mean a lot to me. I later spent the night with him. I was in my happy place. My happy place is cuddled up next to him with my head on his chest. I cannot think of a place I would rather be. It may be forward, but after the letter, I see no reason to hide it.

So happy birthday Lucas. I may not get to be in my happy place this year, but I hope you're enjoying Ireland and drinking it up.