Day 22
The hardest post I’ve ever had to write. Days grow long and I find I’ve got more time on my hands than I’d expected. Most days that’s okay. It keeps me relaxed and motivated to get something else done. Today’s not one of those days. My mind’s preoccupied with a very special day. My son’s 3rd birthday. You’ll have to forgive me, but these pics are from before I left for Turkey. We celebrated lil B’s birthday early so I could be there.
Tonight a few of us went out and watched Star Trek (which by the way, you should see just for the movie, whether you’re a Star Trek fan or not). Tomorrow I’ll be heading to a beach and relaxing, getting out of the dorm room so I can take more pictures for the family.
I won’t spend the words telling you how hard it is to miss such an important day, or tell you how I fight off the tears every time I see one of his pictures. Sometimes I wonder where the tough chick I used to be went. No one told me growing up meant I’d get mushy and sentimental 
So baby, from me to you, Happy Birthday Lil Dude. You’re always in your Momma’s heart and constantly on her mind. I miss you baby.
Just chillin' on a cold afternoon
Some days we would just hang out and play. We’ll do it again soon! Before you know it, baby. 
Haven't quite got the "blow them out" instead of "ooo touch the light" thing down yet.
LOL. He kept trying to touch the flame instead of blowing it out. Little firebug just like his daddy
I’m sending lots of love to my kiddo and the family. Lots of hugs and kisses.
Peace, I’m out.