Twenty-Eight is Great!
Miracles happen every day.
My/our son, Ryan, is 28 years old today.
Twenty-eight is Grrrreat!
Can you believe I wrote his birthday or had to reveal it thousands of times as he went through 25 years of treatment, follow up appointments, and all the rest? Yep, 8/16/1994 is etched on my brain.
I’m thankful beyond measure for celebrating Ryan’s birthday today!
Dinner at a new restaurant in Annapolis will round out his day (he’s golfing with Bill for 18).
Do you believe in miracles?