(Sniff Sniff Sniff)
I can't believe that it has been almost 6 years since he was born. I enjoyed every single minute of being pregnant with him. He was the best things that ever happened to me. My oife changed but most importantly, he became the instrument the Lord used to change who I was then.
I was young and confused. Scared and afraid. I did not know what tomorrow would bring. But when he was born, suddenly life had meaning. There was purpose. I had hope. He gave me a reason to want to become a better person.
Each year he would turn a year older, I would be reminded of the miracle of life. I would sit and think and be amazed at how such a tiny bean evolved into such a wonderful creation.
I still struggle sometimes. I falter at times. I realize I am not perfect and will never be. He may never really know how much he means to me. I am grateful everyday for this gift the Lord has given to me.
My desire is to grow old and see him grow up. To see him graduate. To watch his games. To play videogames with him. To send him off to college. To take pictures on prom night. To meet his girlfriend. To see him get married. To support him on his first day of his first job. To love his wife. To love his children.
I Love You.