Already! ... I can't believe it! My son is now considered as an adult! I still remember when he was little, learned to walk, to speak, the first day at school,... and so other many things... I even remember that we spoke of this day: when you'll be 18 years old, I would be... years old! It seemed so far away! Many beautiful things lived with my son! I'm proud of him and grateful for all the way! My feelings of mother are a little mixed between the sadness to see my little chick go away ... and the joy of seeing him become a young beautiful man, autonomous, or well almost... Our role of parents is now to accompany him, looking him as an adult, to help becoming fully what he is, and to fly on his own. That is my conviction!