I couldn't let today go unmarked on Charlie's News.
Twenty one years ago today, a blond-haired, blue eyed baby arrived in the world, and what an amazing rollercoaster ride it has been ever since.
We didn't dare dream he would see his first birthday, let alone his 21st.
And now he's in his final year at drama school in Liverpool, making plans to move to London next year, forming production companies, auditioning for shows and living a life fuller than we ever hoped for - all the while giving hope to other people whose children have been given a similar diagnosis.
His heart is still serving him well and we all try to look after it as best we can.
We could not be prouder of our boy - or I guess I should call him a man now.
Before he was born I just hoped he would be well enough to be hidden within his peer group, that he could be an average boy.
But he is not. He never has been.
He has trodden his own path from the start, and we have followed in his wake, supporting when needed, but mostly just cheering him on, with full hearts and full eyes.
As I read somewhere not long ago - why blend in, when you were born to stand out?
Keep blazing a trail Charlie-Boy.
You are so loved and we are so very proud of you.