This has been a big year for the boy born thirty years ago this morning.
A promotion at work, completion of a three-year term as President of Young Professionals in Foreign Policy, continuing on the Board of Directors of Sister Cities International and today’s significant birthday.
Still to come this year: the wedding! I’ve written about the engagement Down Under and am posting this in New Jersey, where I’ll soon see both the groom and bride-to-be for a birthday dinner and the much-anticipated ladies’ bridal shower.
It seems I blinked and he is thirty, cycles of life spinning by way too fast. I’m so proud of my son, for the way he has handled life’s joys and tragedies, for the choices he’s made and the man he has become. And as some of us moms always say, no matter how old he may be, he’ll always be my boy.
Happy birthday, G and many, many more.
Cheers and thanks for reading. Next week’s letter will be from Felixstowe.
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