It wasn't long ago that Collin's birthdays were really hard for me. They brought up all of the pain surrounding his birth and infancy. They pointed out to me the difference between him and the other kids his age. They poked my wounds while I was coming to terms with who Collin is and letting go of who I had thought he would be.
And now, now. Collin's birthday is a true celebration for me. It is a reminder of healing and joy.
Happy Birthday, my sweet boy.