Part of me consciously knows and accepts the fact he's a grown man with a wonderful family but there's another part in complete denial because he's still my little boy.
You'd think I'd be more adult about it but I'm not and ... honestly ... I don't care that I'm not.
One of the greatest compliments I've ever received was standing on the balcony of the old courtyard at the Holiday Inn in Athens, Georgia on a glorious University of Georgia football weekend.
Jeremy had wandered inside to see what was happening on ESPN's Gameday and I stood with Bill Shearouse, Mark Berry, Mike Ryan and whoever else showed on that particular Saturday to enjoy the glories of College football in the South.
"I don't know how you do it Mike," Bill says facing me directly. "You and Jeremy do everything together. He's one of the boys. I could never do the stuff y'all do with my Dad."
I couldn't imagine not doing everything with Jeremy.
My son and I were inseperatable forever ... taking boys trips, hanging with the boys, doing things only boys do and ... Hoo Boy! ... we always had a good time.
Life's currents flow in different directions and these days, Jeremy's living in exile in the wilderness that is Alabama while my heart's held hostage by four-and-a-half girls on an island that will not let me go.
But he's coming home today and he's bringing his boy with him!
Ethan Elliott is now one of the boys!
Happy Father's Day son!
This one's for you!
