Mason Mason Mason
How did it happen? How did it my beautiful young boy become so mature and old. Mason you’re 11 years old. I’m sitting here watching life go by so quick. The last few years have been pretty rough on us. We’ve had ups and downs, we’ve had adventures, we’ve had sickness, and many memories good and bad. I am currently sitting in my car watching you play baseball, again. You are in your element. You have found a love for baseball. You’ve always found a sport and put your whole heart into it. It’s admirable how much you love new things. I admire your ambitions. I only dream that you keep trying new things. You rock at every single thing you do. Over the year you started fifth grade. You love your teacher, Mrs. Taylor. You’ve been having a hard time holding friends. But you’re never alone. You had your first “girlfriend”, KC Coleman. You and KC broke up a few times then finally decided that you’re better off friends while in elementary. I was so proud of your decision on that. You ...
