Sometimes it feels like you're slipping away from me, growing up faster than I like.
You joyfully charge forward. Enamored by all that life offers. It is truly wonderful watching you! Yet, here I am watching you step ahead, as I follow behind.
It's all right, you run ahead. I'll take a moment or two to celebrate and cherish the road behind you.
I love you sweet boy.
Mom
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