I had a wonderful life moment recently. Our 18-year-old son Max is all grown up. As a parent, my work is finished. Oh, I know he may not be all moved out. He will go off to college in the fall, and he may still find his way back to the homestead.
By grown up, I mean he made it to 18 with good values and a sense of humor. He is healthy in body, mind and spirit. And, as a good mother should, I have scarred him just enough to make him interesting.