Dawson, I realize that if something happened to me, and I didn’t make it to watch you grow old…that you’re too young to have memories of me. This terrifies me. It breaks my heart and brings me to tears. Who would tell you how amazing you are, and how much I love you? Who would tell you that the moment you were born and the first time I held you that I knew what love at first sight was? Who would tell you that you are literally the reason I get up in the mornings and your smile and laugh keep me going even when life gets me down? You, Son, are my joy. I pray that I’m around to watch you grow into a gray haired old man. I pray that I meet your children and your grandchildren. I pray that you always know just how special and important you are. Never let anyone break you down. Never let anyone tell you that you aren’t worth every ounce of energy. Never let anyone make you feel less than. You are special and wonderful and amazing and smart. You will succeed in life. Never let anyone’s false definitions of success stand in your way. Success isn’t about what college you go to, or what job you have. It’s not about how much money you have in the bank. Success is about being happy and being surrounded by people that you love and that you love you. Unconditional love. Love with no boundaries and love with no stipulations. You, my beautiful son, are my heart. You have been from the moment you were born and you will always be. I love you. I love you more than I could ever express, and I hope that you never go one second thinking otherwise.
Love,
Mom
4 comments:
Great letter Mandie, very well written and so true. I was just diagnosed with non hodgkins on June 2nd and have a 10 yr, 7yr, 5 yr, and an 11 month old and you don't even realize how true those words really are.....that is all I could think about......
Becky
Becky, you are in my prayers. I can't even imagine the fear that you must be facing. Be strong! You can and will beat this! Please let me know if I can help in any way.
I think every parent has this fear. I only hope my words, written all around and intertwined within their lives . . . will be here to assure them that they were loved and adored.
I have these same fears too! I have a journal for each child where I write in periodically telling them how much I love them and how proud they make me. They will be able to keep them forever - in case my blog breaks down or what have you. I TRY and do it at least once a week but I've been slackin' lately. Guess it's time for love letters right now! :)
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