Thanks for the US, Germany, India, Canada, n the Philippines.
There’s no sweeter mystery than a son.
You hold him, fast asleep in your arms, and wonder what he’s dreaming.
You watch him at play, his imagination taking him someplace you can’t quite follow, You see his interests, his tastes, his talents taking shape, all the while guessing at what he’s thinking.
You look at the man he’s grown up to be and marvel at how everything came together to make him who he is.
You see in him so much you always hoped for, so much you never could have dreamed.
And it’s all a part of your love for him. It’s all part of why you’re so proud to have him for a son.
Those were the sweetest words, I’ve ever read from a mother to a son. But I didn’t know the name of this writer, to thank her/him.
Love, hugs, & kisses for all ❤