Congrats for surviving your adolescence — avoiding both addiction and suicide.
Congrats for not getting arrested (there was that hearing that one time, but it wasn’t even evidentiary).
Congrats for (eventually) dealing with depression and anxiety head on.
Congrats for being a loyal friend and (by all appearances) a really great boyfriend.
(Congrats on the girl friend, too).
What was it that specialist said? “You can teach a kid to read, but you can’t teach them to make friends”.
Congrats for discovering the pleasure of reading at age 22.
Congrats for hanging on to your curiosity in spite of an academic experience seemingly designed to crush you.
Congrats for taking good care of yourself with balanced meals, sleep, smoothies, and work outs. Congrats for accepting that meds are part of your self-care.
Congrats for knowing how to throw an outfit together and look like a million bucks (something I never got the hang of).
Congrats for exploring your neighborhood — which in your case includes the Rocky Mountains and requires some athleticism and courage.
Congratulations for not giving up.
Congratulations for being the kind of kid that sends a thoughtful card to his mother on her birthday and sends flowers on Mother’s Day.
Congrats for harboring a soft spot for animals, especially dogs.
Congrats for converting the long-standing use of negativity and failure to get attention into the habits of health and small successes.
Congrats for registering to vote and planning to vote blue straight down the ticket.
Congrats for wanting to help others.
Congrats for holding your head up while your friends graduate and move away.
Congratulations for becoming the kind of man I am proud to call my son.