For the Record

Dear Son,

Lots of photo's as of late . . . not so many words.
So let it not be taken for granted, that though I
may not have been writing the longest of letters
these past few weeks . . .

You still knock my socks off . . . everyday.
Everyday is a joy.
A gift.
A treasure and a blessing.

When I see those big brown eyes staring back at me . . .
Nothing else in the world even comes close to mattering.

You'll never know how truly amazing you are.
Just you. Being you.

I'm so glad you're mine.

I love you.