Eighteen hours....

One more day...less than that actually. Nick will be close to Chicago at this time tomorrow. My heart is breaking, but I'm trying to be strong.
I hope he knows how much I love him.
I hope he knows how much I admire his independance.
I hope he knows I've noticed he is growing up.....and is becoming very intelligent and informed.
I hope he knows I DO believe in him and support him.
I hope he knows that I love to hear him sing.
I hope he knows he has a great sense of humor.
I hope he knows that we will always be here for him.
I hope he knows I am proud to be his mom.
I hope he knows I admire his goals to minister in some way.
I hope he knows I'm going to miss him very much!
I hope he knows that when I have reservations and concerns, it's because I love him.
I hope he knows I want him to be happy.
I hope he knows I will pray for him everyday.