A letter to my son

To write your feelings does not mean that you are weak. If anything, it shows that you are strong. To be able to find the words needed to express yourself is one of the hardest challenges you will face. To be able to write them and know that someone may find your words is to show bravery. But you can’t always write for everyone’s pleasures, you write to be able to release emotions, to not burden anyone else with your problems. You write because you love to tell a story, to create a memory that will last for years to come, to reflect on what you felt years ago, to see how far you have come, challenges you have faced.

There is a point to what I write…as always.

You may be 8 years old now, but you have made me the proudest mummy I can be. With the many challenges at home and at school you have come out fighting. Every day I challenge you to do homework, to push you to try to be the best you can be and I promise you that all of this hard work will pay off.

I make that promise to you.

Throughout the years, I have been on my own as a mother. I didn’t have the pleasure of having my mother by my side to help me bring up her grandkids. I was not able to ask for advice and I was not able to talk to her about problems. I am trying my best to raise you the best I can with what I have. I try to give you the best things I can and make sure that you know it. And although, it may seem that I discipline you hard, I want to make sure that you do not have to go through the things I’m going through now. I want things to be better for you. I want you to be able to continue fighting for what you want to achieve in life. I fight hard for you in every way I can and I will be beside you every step of the way. I will continue to do so, no matter what.

You may not understand what I do, as you are young. As a child, you don’t realise how hard it can be for mummy to have to face things alone, but I am determined to be there for you as long as I can.

You are my pride and joy. You are my air, my soul, my child. You always will be. Every single waking moment, I think of you and what you are doing. Everything I do, I think of you. Every decision I make, I think how it will affect you. You are the one that will keep me going until my last breath.

I am so proud of you.


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