Tomorrow is your birthday and I approach it with mixed emotions, part of me is sad because mom wants you here but GOD had other plans and who am I to question such a loving GOD? The other part of me counts it a pure joy for I was chosen to be your momma, before time began God had me in mind to me your the momma, to raise you, to nourish your tender soul back to health. Your body was ill but when you left you were whole inside and more of a man than some will ever be in this life. I count it a pure joy to have been a part of that process and I hold my head high in the knowledge that I AM YOUR MOM.
You came to me at the age of 7, a wounded soul and a sick body. We met at a local hospital and I began daily visits in an attempt to comfort you for your move to our house when you got discharged. We were to become your foster parents but GOD knew the bigger plan he had for our family. We had several rough years and it was tough, you required so much care but I gave you my all. God planted a love inside of me for you that even I didnt fully understand. You didnt fully accept this love for years and this was tough for I felt rejected by you but it wasnt your fault. Every adult in your life had let you down so why in the world should you trust me?
Then a one day it started to change and we developed not only a mom and son closeness but a friendship. It was like as you became sicker that something inside of you realized "HEY SHE REALLY LOVES ME AND NO MATTER WHAT SHE WILL NOT LEAVE ME". And leave you I did not, I carried you in my arms as you drew your last breath. You and I, the way we always were, I was strong for you when you needed me and you were strong for me when I needed you. I miss you son and I love you but I will not question the Father above. For all things work together for the good of those who are called according to his purpose. I will stand on the WORD. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SON