Yep. I'm having a bipolar day. Everything can suck it and I don't care. I feel horrible, emotionally and physically. Drained. I have so much on my mind. So stressed. So so so stressed. I'm trying to put on a brave front for the family, but it's getting very hard. I want to cry but don't want to cry. I'm all mixed up and I hate 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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