Happy Birthday Baby

That would be happy birthday to me, as I face the wee hours of the morning. Feeling somewhat sad.
The nephew will be off to Berkeley law school before dawn. He'll become a rich lawyer and I'll never see him again. But it's okay. I taught him well and it's time for him to go out into the world and create his own life. God speed.

It's been fun having him in my orbit for three years. But I have to wonder whether these 20 pounds I've picked up would have found some other body.

My other nephew has relocated to Columbus, Ohio. I don't want to lose touch but I don't want to force him to keep in touch by sending emails. He's such a good kid. He always responds. And bless his little heart, he's extended an open invitation for me to visit any time. I wonder whether he really means it.


The niece is such an independent young lady. She eyeing grad school -- finance to go along with her accounting degree. I'm so proud of her. Smart and beautiful. And very kind but not a push over. I love her strength. She'll be fine.

The little one called a week ago to say happy birthday. He was a week early, but I have to give him credit for thinking of me. I can't take credit for raising him right -- that's all mom. He's such a sweetie.

I have my life back, having sorta raised three amazing kids. I'm looking forward to a little "me" time.