I just want the record to show that I have the best kid in the whole wide world.
It is absolutely amazing how that child has conquered all that life has thrown at him and he is only 22.
First his parents divorced when he was 4 (and he remembers every second of the moment we told him) then he had to sit through all my and Tons partners which I tell you was an ordeal.
Many babysitters, my mum with an alcoholic boyfriend, a dubious sister in law, then thank God professional afterschool care who did all the things with him normal parents should have done.
Then finally when all should have gone normally his mum packs up to go to Scotland and the stepmum he adored committed suicide. And that all before he was 19.
Tonight.. he and his girlfriend (10 months already, they are so proud) came to visit. And honestly.. if I would have been so together at 22 my life would have been a lot different.
He has grown up. Task finished and even though I think I did a crap job as far as jobs go, he turned out absolutely fabulous, he has managed to give all happenings meaning and sees already what he has learned from it and is grateful for me to give him the ability to see these lessons.
And he can love and can allow to be loved.. what more do you want for your child really?
He is getting his life together, is changing from being an angry reactive adolescent to a pro-active grownup who is telling his mum she should accept herself fully, that it is time and I find myself asking him.. my little boy, how he suggests doing that - world on its head.
He is starting a new college education in 2 weeks.. to do with life what he really wants, working with groups of young people and make them enthusiastic for whatever he feels they should do.
I am bursting with pride.. He is going to be OK, whatever happens. What a relief. I didn´t screw him up totally after all.
Thank God. And Kevin.
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