A Letter to My Son, DMHB,
Hey buddy. Since today is your first birthday, I wanted to take a moment to tell you about your first year of life. To be perfectly honest, this has been a very trying year, but looking at you has made it all worth it. The time since you were born has flown by; so let me start by getting some of the tangibles out of the way. In the last 12 months, I finished my Master’s in Special Education and started a new teaching position in North Bend, your mom has started a new position and schedule at the Hospital, and your sister has started preschool up at MVP. We moved in with Nana and Papa for a few long weeks before finding a rental home close by. You rode in an airplane to California where you got to sleep and poop in Disneyland, and meet your Great Grandma.
D, in this short year you have shown yourself to be silly, charming, happy, affectionate, fun-loving, easy-going, opinionated, smart, and a very good boy. In short, you fit into our crazy family perfectly. Your sister loves you, and is happy that you are getting more and more mobile every day. Your mother could not love you any more than she does now; you are a momma’s boy, and she’s glad for that. As for me, you are my boy. You are not my chance to right the wrongs of my childhood. You are your own life, and choices, and consequences. My only hope is that you allow me to go on this journey with you.
You are mine.
I am yours.
I love you son,