Hapde burfday Jack

My dearest Jack,

12! Oh my word, next year we are on to the teens.

I certainly have a lot of things to say about this last year, but, we are well into the days when you need internet privacy, so I will just say this:

I am really looking forward to seeing the adult you will become. We are marching right along (at break neck speed most days), but you never fail to surprise me (and amaze me too!). We have reached the point where I can almost start to see the future if I squint hard enough and the stars are aligned just right.

I love you kid. Never forget I am in your corner.

Mom