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Vaun Earl Norman's avatar

Five minutes ago I took my son Henry to his first day at school, he’s 22 years old now. My chronic illness meant I spent a lot of time with him when he was younger, especially in the long summer holidays and Christmas . And I cherish those memories dearly. They make you worry constantly, and imagine every disaster will happen if you’re not with them, but then I hear his girlfriend laughing at his jokes downstairs when I’m in bed and it makes me happy.

Kids eh?!

Hoops13's avatar

The past four years since the start of the timewarping pandemic don’t count, so really your son (like mine) is still three.

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