My Oldest made a decision of a lifetime.
It was his alone to make. His Father was listening. And welcoming.
The days of a year passed. Maybe more. He wanted everyone to know.
The day was chosen. And special.
Where we gathered with family.
Where his daddy had the privilege.
Where the water was cold, the decision was honest, the love was warm.
Where the smiles were sweet.
Where some of his biggest supporters were some of the smallest in attendance.
And where his path is just beginning.
Where the path he’ll walk is not one he’ll take alone.
