My younger son turned 23 yesterday and I am 7000 miles away. In many ways, I have Phillip to thank for this. He has taught me so much about living life courageously. I suspect he has no idea of his influence. So, this blog is a gift to my son, Phillip. Happy Birthday, man!
When you first meet Phillip, you quickly notice he is a man of few words. But when he does speak – listen! It’s usually funny and dry or carefully considered. And, it won’t be said twice.
Choose words carefully. They are powerful.
The boy is comfortable in his own skin. Phillip does what he wants and is friends with people who value that. His confidence is subtle. No puffing up or strutting about. Just Phil. Take it or leave it.
Be your authentic self.
One of the most powerful lessons I have learned from this guy is that being alone is not a problem. Phillip was one of the first people I knew to fully embrace a level of introversion without apology. Growing up, my generation was not tolerant of this. We were social at all cost.
Being alone does not mean you are lonely.
Over the years, Phillip has had some uncomfortable challenge. A series of surgeries that have interrupted his life at various times. I have been amazed at his patience and resilience during these periods.
You can endure more than you thought possible.
And here I am, at age 54, getting my life lessons from my 20 something son. Thank you! I’m honored to be your mom.