My youngest, Sam, turned seven today.
I don't have him on his birthday this year... it was a hard adjustment for him... and me.
You see, Sam is my child that doesn't take to change easily.
He doesn't want to be in the limelight.
He wants to fully understand something before moving forward.
But he is also my child who (once he accepts you) will be your friend for life.
Yes, I have learned more about the world from him in the last seven years than I probably will the rest of my life.
Happy 7th birthday Sam!!
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