My sweet oldest son is turning 8yrs old today. 8. WOW. Which means it has been just about 2 whole years since I have last seen you, hugged you, let you know how much you are loved, missed, wanted and just how special you are. I have not forgotten you my son. I never could. I never could forget your smile that would not only light up your entire face but an entire room. I could never forget your beautiful laugh that could affect everyone around you and brighten their hearts. I could never forget your hugs that could make even the cloudiest day bright.
This year is harder because thanks to a very dear friend and your rescuer, who I have known since I was a young child, I have found out that you have gone through so much pain. Emotional, physical and psychological pain. Pain no child should have to endure. I want you to know that I know you miss me. I miss you too. Nothing your grandma could say or do will change that. I never wanted to be erased from your life and will be striving even harder to see you as soon as I can.
You have done nothing wrong. I know you hurt in ways people can not see any more. I wish I could place my arms around you and help you to feel safe and loved. I wish I could let you know you are allowed to feel the way you do. I wish I could let you know that you are special, even now. I wish I could put the smile back on your face that you used to always have. I hope to be able to do that soon.
I have not forgotten you my son. Neither has Donald Duck(I know you know who I mean). We know today is your B-day. We love you. I hope that some how at some time you will see this and know this. I am so thankful that you are no longer suffering at your grandma's hands and voice. And I am so sorry you went through all that you have, no child deserves what you had to endure. Happy B-day son. Hopefully this year we can make some of your dreams come true.
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