Goodbye 2024
My son Brayden, who turns 18 in a month, is walking out the door tonight to head to a New Year's Eve party with his buddies. He'll spend tomorrow skiing in Flagstaff. He is in this perfectly beautiful part of life where it's fun, there is little to no responsibility and there is freedom and laughter all the time. As a senior in high school, he's recently been finishing up his college applications and senioritis has officially set in. He's on the cusp of "adulthood" —gearing up to leave this nest in just a few more months. I say this too much, but it was just yesterday it seemed when I found out I was pregnant with him. All those months preparing for him, anticipating having him in my arms was seemingly the slowest time has ever gone for me. Now I've blinked and I am facing what will be the quickest, shortest amount of time in my life before he graduates and heads out into the world. It's amazing yet cruel how portions of life can whiz by in such a ...
