My son is 16 today. It makes you sit down and attempt to remember where all that time went. I haven’t been a conventional father, possibly not a great one, but I have always tried to be there for him and to influence his personality and his decision making the best way I can.
He is now old enough to make a lot of his own decisions, but it makes me proud that he is able to approach life’s choices in a clear and reasoned way. His positiveness and kindness never ceases to amaze me when I think about some of the things he has been through, some of the hurdles he had to jump, often too high for someone so young.
He is mild mannered, polite and knows what is right and what is wrong and understands what hard work can bring. Fortunately he is as clumsy as an ox, which is a nice reminder that he is still my son.
I am as proud of him today, as I was that day I first saw his face 16 years ago. Happy birthday son.