The last one

If my calculation is accurate, there is 71 days until April 30, 2011! On that day, I will be in the midst of wedding celebrations for our middle child, Owens. It seems like it has been a long time coming but yet the time is slipping away so quickly. Even though he has not lived at home for years, he still feels like "he is mine" until he says I do.

He is the last of our three children to get married. I prefer to look at this as not losing a son but gaining a daughter.

I have always heard the saying "a son is a son until he takes a wife" and I just keep praying that his sweet future wife will share him with me for the rest of my life. Don't get me wrong, I know that is the way it is supposed to be...you leave and cleave. But a part of me wants to hold on and cling....haha A part of me wants to always feel the closeness that Owens and I share. A part of me would just like for all of our children to move back home and we would all live under one roof. Can't believe I typed that because that might be a bit much.

Actually if I looked the world over I would not have been able to find someone who adores him and loves him any more than his future wife. What more could a mother want!

So as we continue to celebrate the upcoming wedding for Owens and Trenholm, I do reflect on all the years he was just mine. But I look forward to the years ahead that he will share his heart and life with another redhead....the future Mrs. Hardison.