This weekend has been pretty hectic, not least because it has been my son's 21 st birthday. He is my baby, so this birthday has been an untimely reminder that I'm not getting any younger. And it was with some sadness that I dug out his baby photos and wished I could go back in time and give that little boy one last cuddle and kiss. He's grown into a lovely man and I am very proud of him. But I miss those days when he'd come and sit on my lap and cuddle up.
Happy birthday, Andrew...may all your dreams come true.