Dred, man...
Every single word rings true...my boy turns 17 in a few months, and I am not prepared for this shiatsu.
What happened? We're too young and pretty for this stuff, right?
And all those things we meant to do...guess we'll still have to do 'em, but with an almost-man now, instead of our boy.
Ooof.
Proud as I am of the manling my son is becoming, I'm really missing the round-eyed little boy more and more.
Blessings and Best Wishes for your son...I hope adulthood brings him great things.
On the upside...a few more years, and you can start drinkin' with him! And you can make him pay for the beer! I knew there was an upside somewhere...
