I don't know how in the hell this has happened.
It was just a couple of years ago that Jeremy was born.
The first thing he did was pee on the doctor who said, "Well, the plumbing works."
Jeremy was either letting the world know what he thinks of the American health care system or the doctors hands were cold.
Regardless, he's always done things his own way.
He got in trouble once ... sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night. I had to crawl out of bed and go searching and found him playing basketball at 3 a.m. with his friends. It was hard to be mad.
I'm a very fortunate Dad because he and I really have fun when we're together. We run the gambit, making each other laugh like crazy or sharing tears and hearts. We like to hang out together.
He married my brilliant daughter-in-law Marie, whom I adore, and I marvel at their ability to love and support each other even when they're goals are not always compatible. I don't know how they pull this off but they do.
Jeremy was actually here with me when Sarah came home. They both fretted over me as I tried to pull myself back together after very tough times. When she and I married, he and Marie were at the center of the celebration and now the four of us have fun.
Hell, Jeremy earned his own entry into the Carnival of Friends where he is affectionately known as J-Luv. He is a member of The Bored, has entry though the door marked "Exit Only" at The Breakfast Club and was beloved by Bruce who he once told, "She's gonna blow Captain!" while working toast causing Bubba to burst out laughing and drop plates of food.
I can't imagine life without him.
He is the most special of boys.
So Son, this is your day!
You and Marie enjoy the hell out of it!
I love you so!
Your old Man.
