I have this candle. I love it. The smell takes me back to when I was younger and to my dad. I have it in my bedroom for this reason. I use it to DISTRACT and SELF SOOTHE myself from the bullshit of the world. Then I was asked by someone who would like to use it. I said yes, for a little bit. Well they left and left the candle burning in the room unattended. So I took it back. I put the candle in the living room so everyone could smell it and get the same enjoyment as I do from it. Well...it ended back in another room. When I went to retrieve it, this person was giving me shit about how the candle got to the house. I don't give a rat's ass about how it got to the house...IT'S MY CANDLE. Damn it!! I can put it where ever I want to. Needless to say. The candle is where I want it.
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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