My youngest son turned 22 today.
Wow, when I was 22, I got married! How different our lives are. He's up North training for a commercial helicopter pilot's license, so we'll hold off on celebrating until his return in late May.
In one way, I'm glad we were'nt celebrating today. Who felt like it with the senseless tragedy of the Boston marathon. So terribly sad. My heart goes out to the people of Boston.