As I followed my husband across California yesterday to meet our son in Irvine, deliver a working car (his finally bit the dust), and find an apartment as close to his medical school as possible (love saying those words), the overriding feeling in my heart was JOY.
A few years ago, he wasn't even sure what he wanted to do with his life. (You could even say he was floundering a bit.)
Today, he's in medical school! Sorry to keep repeating that, but that's what my mind keeps doing: repeating those words, over and over. Because it's kind of a miracle, really. A blessing. And he is the one who made it all happen.
Is it almost time for the letter P? I think I feel a Pride post coming on...
PS. I promise not to do any more bragging about this! (Do you believe me??)
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