The first thing that comes to my head is that I'm not happy.. I have to close my eyes when writing this so I can get it through to people. I'm going to work on coming back from the brink if sadness. I will record what I do and what I think. This might make some people uncomfortable. Please feel free to stop reading now. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable. I'm going to give you my happy and sad. My good and bad. I will not use real names. My stories will be as if someone told it to me. A story line so to speak. You'll see soon enough. My life is busy and I don't know when or how much I'm going to write. This is me.
This guy. What can I do I say about this wonderful man. I start by saying...Happy birthday, son. I can't express how blessed I am to have been chosen to be your mother. What a honor it is for me to raise such a fine human being. Thank you. I marvel at all you do and everything you have accomplished in the 22 years you've been.on this planet. School. Work. Friends. Family. You would take your own shirt off your back to help your fellow brother. I admire you for that. Your work ethic puts others to shame. Showing everyone that Autism isn't going to stand in your way. I stand all amazed by you. My hero. My love. My Son. Have the happiest of birthday my sweet boy. Forever and beyond ❤
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