Work has been draining me. I feel like I'm not doing enough or not getting enough credit for what I do. I'm in and out of the car for 8 hours a day. My legs feel like jelly by the time I get home. I just want to crawl into bed and chill. Meditate, read and listen to quiet music. Is that to much to ask?
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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