So proud
My oldest son Stephen is 21 now. I can't quite believe how fast all those years flew by. He'll be graduating from Drake University this spring and likely heading off to graduate school in the fall. In his 21 years, Stephen has accomplished more than I have in my 46. He takes what he believes in and turns it into action. In many ways Stephen's life has not been easy, but his struggle with mental illness has not consumed him. Instead, his fight against depression and OCD have made him stronger than anyone I have every known. He takes his empathy for those less fortunate and works hard to make a difference. He has lived in Egypt and South Africa, worked all through college, volunteered as a literacy tutor, assisted at Head Start, worked as a statewide volunteer for Oxfam international, and is an active member of his church. My little boy has grown up to be a man to be admired. He is loving, caring, funny, smart... I am so thankful, Stephen, that I am your mother. What follows