Happy 6th Birthday, M

Today my son M turned six. I can't believe that my youngest child is six. Wow. I'll never forget the day you were born. The day God blessed me by bringing you into my life. Happy Birthday buddy.

I'll also remember that day because the Patriots snapped an 11 game losing streak vs. the Denver Broncos earlier on that day. It was events surrounding that game which sparked the argument between my ex and I that was a major catalyst in bringing about the end of our marriage. Of course there were many other things that helped things along, such things that would take four and a half years to fully develop before the end would come. But come it did.

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And now, back to the regularly scheduled blog post.

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I don't know how she did it but she found me. And she's following me...

She left her first (hopefully first of many) comment(s) on my blog. The last three blogs I've read from my regular list have also featured a comment left by her.

Aside from the fact that her blog is good reading, this has prompted me to add a link to her blog from mine. She also lives in one of my favorite parts of the country. Doesn't hurt that she's cute, too. And a Christian to boot. Too bad for me she's so much younger than myself and seeing someone else. ;>)

Welcome nunzia to my world. I hope you will come back and be amused by my life. I know I am.