Moving on
It seems like it was just yesterday when I had my first born child. I watched him grow up and it basically scared the living hell out of me. Why? Because I know that sooner, he will have to move on with his life and he would not need me anymore.
During his elementary years he was one of the top students. He was intelligent alright. Just like his father. I had the chance to stand up side by side with him while he was receiving his medal. During his high school years, he developed his love for Basketball. He was the top point guard of the district. He was really good. And now, he is on his way to college. He wants to take up a computer course just like I did. He was on his way to the big crowd and it scares me.
But then, I realized that we did a good job in raising him. He has all the skills to get out and make it to the top. I still feel scared but I am proud of my kid.
