On a Personal Note. . .

This week, on Wednesday actually, my eldest son turned 17 years old. During the day, I had thought about it being his birthday, but I hadn't really thought about the age he was turning. That evening, it just sorta struck me that he was now 17. Somehow, all of a sudden, 17 seemed so much older than 16. Maybe it was because I thought about the fact that I was 17 when he was born. It is just hard to come to terms with the fact that he is now the age that I was then, but it helps me to realize just how young I was then. I just hope he won't make as many mistakes as I made.