Monday, 2 December 2013

On The Twelfth Year Of Max.

Twelve years ago, this little person entered the world.


When Max and I first met we were all, hey how you doin'? I felt a lifetimes worth of pain and dysfunction fall away, and I fell in love. Love can feel better than drugs .. who knew?

We were completely inseparable. Slowly, my family and friends realised that some kind of big shift had occurred and I wasn't going back to my old ways, old behaviours. Love can cut through everything.

                                                 A bath from big bro Tim.

I've rode on Max's coat tails for years. Probably still am. Twelve years is a long time, but it's also just the click of a finger.

He's thoughtful, steady, caring .... and incredibly vague. (Gets that from me. Drives Dave NUTS.)

                          This morning, holding a store-bought cake that he chose.

Max I know I'm the parent and I'm the one that's done so, SO much for you these past dozen years. But you've kept me on the straight and narrow. Thank you. I love you. Cannot WAIT to see the man you are becoming.


No comments:

Post a Comment

Write to be understood, speak to be heard. - Lawrence Powell

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...