Twenty-five years ago this little boy stole my heart.
We love you for your sweetness, your gentle heart and the way you love your family like crazy...
We love you for the joy you find in everyday life
We are, of course, so proud of all you have accomplished--you are simply an amazing person.
Smart, funny, loyal, and so very talented. Dedicated to the craft of acting.
A devoted son and brother and grandson.
We have watched with pride as you grew into a loving relationship with a wonderful young woman.
You love your family. You love your friends. You strive to do what's right. Your moral compass points true north.
But we love you not because of all you have accomplished and won and starred in and created, but for who you are...our son. This poem seems so appropriate today....Happy Birthday!
The Man You've Become
by Molly Pasutti
Big wheels, hot wheels
Little trucks and cars
Skinned knees, climbing trees
Wishing on the stars
Moments may be lost somewhere in time
But the sweetest memories are never left behind
Now you've grown so fine
And come so far...
I'm so proud of who you are
The man you've become
Thrilled to share your deepest joy
To know you've found the one
For the great things you will do
I'll be blessed 'cause you're my son
But I'll always see the boy
In the man you've become
School days, sleep-aways
Driving all alone
Phone calls, shopping malls
Late coming home
It was hard to know when to let you spread your wings
When to let you got to face the challenges life brings
But you've grown so fine