Today is my youngest son’s birthday, I had to actually do the math because there is no way he can be 25.
Alex,
I am so proud of you and all that you are doing. Your thought process always astounds me. You don’t simply go from a to b, you take routes people would never think to take.
Watching you becoming the man you are has been a privilege.
The conversations we have are always thought-provoking, funny and never ever boring.
You were named after the first member of my family, the Testerman side, who came to America. I know we call you by your middle name, you are so an Alex. However I see Thomas in you as well, the man who left everything behind to forge a new life.
To jump into a full-blown revolution.
Choosing to be an America, fight for freedom from England, the founder of our family.
You are brave, a little impulsive and willing to take up for what is right.
I love you beyond the moon. Happy birthday son!
Love,
Mom.