A letter to my son

Dearest Michael,

When I met you for the first time, I thought about all the things I would teach you. Never did I imagine that I would be the student, and you, the teacher. You've taught me that true strength is so much more than stamina. You have every right to feel sorry for yourself, and yet you never take the opportunity to do so. You have days where you are coughing until you are blue and vomitting and you want to know how my day is going. You were sitting in a hospital bed worried about the tornado victims and felt compelled to raise money to help them. You said "I just want the world to be a better place and I want people to have a happy life." You constantly amaze me with your loving disposition, passionate spirit and gentle soul. That soul that has always been stronger than your body. You have wisdom way beyond your 7 years. There is not a day that goes by that you don't make me laugh, smile and sometimes cry with your sweet words. The day you told me that you love me all the way to God and back is still one of the days I cherish the most. Those beautiful words still echo in my heart. I have so many hopes and dreams for you. I hope that you can get new lungs, that you get to fall in love, that you get to experience the joy of having children of your own some day, I hope that you are happy but most of all, I hope that you always know how much you are loved. It is an honor and a privilege to have you call me Mommy. Thank you for all you have taught me about the world, life, love,being gracious, and giving of yourself.

Love Always,
Your Mom

P.S. I love you all the way to God and back too.