To my son, always remember you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, smarter than you think and loved more than you think.
Life may not follow the paths you wished or worked for; you dremas might never happen, wishes might remain unfulfilled, several late nights of hoping that things work out like you have always wished.
My dear son
My son, I’m not praying that you should learn how life works the hard way, all I wish is to you to have a reason to live, a reason that will creep smiles to your faces as you remember them.
I might not be with you every moment of your life, but I promise to always be in your heart each day of your life. I do not promise you a happy ending, but I want to give you reasons to be a better person in the future, a better dad than his children will always be proud of.
I might not have offered you all the gold, diamond, and rare things on earth, but I gave you my most treasured priceless asset; my heart.
You came into my life when I didn’t have reasons to live; you gave me another definition of life and a reason to live; I also hope that you find your path, and hold onto whatever keeps your hale and healthy.
You are not just my son; you are all my wishes that came true. I was sacred of being a mother to you as I didn’t want you to follow my footsteps, but you proved me otherwise and turned out better than I thought. I am proud of you, son.