Something very personal today. Twenty two years ago today I woke up alone realising that the focus of my life had changed irrevocably. The day before Susan had given birth, and our son William had arrived in the world (eventually).
I came across this on the StoryPeople website some years ago, printed it and stuck it on my notice board. It used to embarrass Will but I think he has come to accept the message.
I hope you had a great birthday mate.
“There has never been a day when I have not been proud of you, I said to my son,
though some days I’m louder about other stuff so it’s easy to miss that.”