And just like that... he's turning 16!

 

My post on Facebook and Insta today summed it up. HOW is he 16!?


16 Years old. Where has the time gone? I scrolled through 16 years of photos and I don’t know how to choose 10 photos to capture his beautiful heart, his competitiveness, his sarcasm, his love for animals and for the less fortunate. He can’t help but help people. He loves big, he’s fiercely loyal to his friends, he’s an amazing athlete, he’s smart, he’s overcome so much. Today he passed his driver’s test and Friday he gets his license. And then, he’s off. I miss that little boy that used to run up to me and smile the biggest smile just because I was there. I miss his hugs and miss hearing him say “I love you Mama”. But I wouldn’t trade a second. Every thing that I gave up to make your life better was worth it. Watching you shine is my greatest joy. There is no greater gift than being your mom. I love you Tristan!! Happy 16th Birthday to my favorite person in the whole wide world!!!!



Started with 10 ... ended up with over 70.  Sorry.. not sorry. I have one child and he's my world.  Keep scrolling if you don't like it!

I love you more than the air I breath.  I'll post about your bday tomorrow so I can end this book as I always do.  Saying goodbye to one year... one "era"... on section of time with you that I pray is burned into my brain.  

I've got a little over 2 years left and I intend to make the most out of them!

Happy Last Day of being 15 Nugg!  I love you!!  Mom




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