Today, at exactly 9:42 a.m. my Prince turned 18 years old.
Seriously. My Prince is 18.
How exactly is it possible that I am old enough to be the mother of someone who is old enough to fight for his country, buy cigarettes, and play lotto, but he can not legally buy a beer; yet he has already spent close to the last 2 years of his life in rehab, and he attends both AA and NA meetings???
There is something seriously wrong with this world.