RecipeMuncher

My baby boy had his 17th birthday last week. He is now the proud owner of a drivers license and a mother who either needs a Xanax or a Martini every time he goes out the door all alone and starts up a car. Ok, well I feel like I need one…I do not actually act upon the urge. I have been through this process of letting go before, not too long ago. It is just not easy. My heart goes with him wherever he goes…and always will.It is hard for me to believe that there have been 17 birthday (...)