My youngest son graduates from high school this week. Honestly, there were times I wasn’t sure he’d make it. But, he struggled and pushed and refused to give up. He stayed resilient and tough in tremendous trials.
He made it. He’s ready to try the world out on his own. Yet, he also knows he’s never really alone, never really on his own.
My son will always have these reminders tattooed on his skin. They’re more than that, though. They’re his testimony too.