Hard Pill to Swallow

 

Hi y'all. Don't worry. I am not about to get negative... more like mulling over a moment...

It's hard to wrap my head around the fact that my baby boy is going to be 25 years old, in three days. 

I know, I shouldn't be calling him my "baby boy" anymore... but I don't think I will ever stop. I love hearing him calling me, "Momma". He is my last child and will always be my baby. 

(Hell, blame it on the Europeans I grew up with... IDK)

It is still kinda wild that I am on my 50th trip around the sun. My daughter is going to be 29 years old... BLOWS MY MIND!!! Both my kids have their own kids, and live their own lives. It's awesome to see them building their futures and raise their sweet "demon" spawn... LOL (IYKYK)!!! We may not speak, but I am beyond proud of them and the adults they have become; the parents they are.

Anyways, I didn't want to make this all sappy and shyt. I just wanted to get that off my chest. I can't believe how quickly time has passed. It only seems to speed up with age. I hope y'all are having a fabulous Freyja Day. Have a great and safe weekend... Don't do anything I wouldn't do :)

~ Phoenix

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