15

Another year, another birthday.  I can't believe it has been 15 years since I gave birth to my oldest son.  I don't feel old enough to have a child that is a teenager.  This year has really hit me hard, harder than most.  I catch myself thinking of what life would have been like if I would not have placed him for adoption and were actually parenting him.  Just a moment ago I caught the tail end of the following song and couldn't help but notice the words.  This song says a lot of what I can't say and haven't been able to say for a long time.  Happy 15th K.  I love you more than you will ever know!