January... 14.. oh my..

I realized today how very quickly certain things in my life are coming up. On Saturday, my darling son Justin will turn 19, and I can hardly believe the wee baby I brought home is now hitting six feet, and is only a year younger than I was when I had him.
He is a good boy, a good man, and I am so very proud of him.
Justin is one of those souls that feels things deeply, yet holds his cards close to his chest. The rapid recent changes in our lives has had him a little perpelexed I think, but we have had some good moments of communication (not easy for the likes of him and I, butting heads as often as we do!)
Justin has always amazed me a little with his mechanical abilities. Always taking things apart and seemingly always putting them back together in better order than they originally were. Just as Scott sees music as a language, Justin sees circuits and engines and all those mysterious bits and pieces as clearly as I would see words on a page. It truly amazes me.
He was flying when he was 15, his first solo, I believe, a critical turning point in his life. I remember him calling me late one evening, after he and one of his instructors had been soaring for hours, breathless and tripping over his words as he told me he had shared a thermal with a hawk.
"I flew RIGHT BESIDE HIM," he told me, and in a more hushed tone, added, in not to many words, it was an almost spiritual experience. I could not stop the tears his voice and words drew out of me, a salty smile that I will never forget. My boy was becoming a man.
It would seem that experience made driving a car passe, and he has only just finally made the push to get his full driving licence this month. HAHA!! It must be hard for him to drive on the ground with all those corners and restrictions when flying at 11,000 feet was part of his normal days that wonderful summer.
He is so endlessly funny, and smart, with a healthy dose of sarcasm in his charactor. I wonder if I have prepared him enough for the world... or perhaps what I really wonder is if the world is prepared for him. He does things his own way, more's the pity, a trait of mine I would have happily not passed on to him. But I know he will find his way, just as I did, just as we all do.
I am as tall as I can be with pride for him. I know he will do good things in his life, make a difference for people, and while he is on his way to living his own life, I hope, oh, I hope I hope I hope, that he remembers he is always going to be my little boy, and no matter where the winds take us, he has a home with me.
Welcome to the legally adult world my darling Justin... I love you forever... all the way to the moon and back.
And that is far... very very far.
xo
Mom