Rob turned 22 yesterday. It is hard to wrap my mind around that. The mom in me remembers the dinosaur themed birthday. The year we had the bowling party with his friends. The skateboard party and on and on. . But years have rolled by with increasing speed and he is a man now. And a good man. No one is perfect and he certainly isn't but at the core, he is a just so good. He is loving and caring. Never will he be one for lots of words, but he is there showing his caring by the way he acts. He's the kind of guy who gets his girl flowers just because. Or who choses to make supper on a night he knows I have had a tough day. Or who buys his brother and sister cool kicks because mean mom caps out the shoe budget at what I believe is a reasonable figure for growing feet! He is beloved by his siblings and we were all together to celebrate his day. We had a lunch out at a restaurant of his choice and the meal was filled with lots of laughter and smiles and silliness. (That is KC cracking up in one of the pictues and Fiona and Chet are laughing in a couple others.) Lissa considers herself far too cool to giggle with abandon if there is a camera around! It was special to be able to celebrate with Fiona here.
She and Lissa had a manicure first and Fi got her ears pierced after that. So the lady folks were all stylin by the time it came to lunch out to celebrate their brother. After lunch we went home and had cake and gifts which left him a large part of the late afternoon and the evening to go and hang out with his friends. Late that night he and his friends returned to our house for a campfire in the back yard.
The years have also woven birth and adoptive families together. I always tag his first mother in the photos as well as the other first family members that I know. I am friends (both IRL and via the internet with many of he and Fiona's first family but not all.) Those that I know continue the tagging of photos spreading news out to those in other states who want to know this child we share has grown, has thrived and is ready and eager to embrace all the world offers.
I feel lucky every time that we can celebrate with Rob. I know that there are probably a finite number of such celebrations left to us. He is fledging slowly but surely and is increasingly less consistantly available. He has a wide circle of friends. He is a hard worker and I know in my heart that there will (and indeed, should) come a time when he will decide to take an apartment with a friend. Someday birthday congratulations will be by computer and telephone so every moment we are able to celebrate together is precious to us all. Happy birthday son. Remember always that you are a most precious gift to your family and the world.
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