Today my son turned 31 years-old. I still remember that day he was born and how overwhelmed with love I was. I had never felt that before and have only felt it twice since then.
I talked to him on the phone. Sounds clean. I am always amazed at that. The only time I seem to hear it is when he has gotten in trouble and spends his time behind bars. It is not true of all the time he spends there. There is a difference in tone and how he speaks and what he says. So today my heart is happy that he is alive and well, even if incarcerated.
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