20/06/2026
Before the guests arrived… before the candles were lit… before the cake was cut… there was a quiet moment.
A moment where I looked around the room, at the photos from babyhood to adulthood, and realized that the little boy I once carried is now 21.
This year wasn’t about extravagant celebrations.
It was about being present.
About making memories.
About hearing family sing Happy Birthday across oceans.
About gratitude.
As a single parent, I often wonder if I’ve done enough.
Today reminded me that love, time, effort, and showing up matter more than perfection ever will.
Happy 21st Birthday, Marcus. 🎂💙
May you always have the courage to follow your own path and the wisdom to stay true to who you are.
And thank you for making me proud every single day.
No matter how old you get, you’ll always be my baby.
✨ Here’s to the next chapter.