I love you! I probably don't say it, but I want you to know that I do. I won't be here if it wasn't for you. I love you because you've been by my side since I was a baby. Remember the time when you used to read Papa's letters to me when he was abroad? Remember when you used to take me to swim practice everyday, and you'd make me lunch at school? I usually get excited when you make me those hotdog sandwiches. Those were the good days. You still make me food because you're awesome. I thank you so much for staying strong, and being the woman that you are now.
I love you! You've yelled at me, spanked me, made me food, clothed me, drove me, taught me things, and took care of me. I know that most of the time we don't meet eye to eye, but you're still my Mamma. Remember when I took the car without asking and crashed it and you got mega-super mad at me? You were like possessed. Then I left you a note saying "i'm sorry". You know that I'm not good with confrontations, but I think I've outgrown that. We've had our days of quarrels and battles, but nothing changes and no matter what happens in the end you're still my Mamma. I'll be your son. I will take care of you when you get old. I got your back Ma'.
I love you! I pray to God everyday for your safety and well being. Psalm 139:13 "You (God) made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother's womb". God has planted me in you Ma'. I'm God's gift. That's what my name means, you've named me John. I'm your first born. Who'd expect that I'm here 26 years later writing you a letter. I want to make you proud Ma'. I will. I'm your son, John. I know you well, and I'm trying to show you who I am now. I love God, and I want to follow Jesus.
I love you! You're the first woman in my life. I'm your first little man. I'm big now. I know how you've wanted me to grow up and become someone. I am, who I am now. That someone is a man that you've watched and seen fall, get up, and do it over and over again. I really do appreciate you Mama. There's a lot more in our relationship. I want it to be more, and I know that there's always room to make it better. I'm adapting. I'm accepting. I'm proud to be your son, as you are proud to be a mother to three beautiful children. Remember when people would comment to you and tell you how incredibly good looking I am? Yes, you do. And I remember how you reacted, you'd say it's because I look like you. And I'd deny it. Sorry.
I love you! You're like wonder woman to me. You've been through a lot. I look up to your bravery and courage to take on things, big or small, and getting through it. You and I both know that I'm not sure where I'll end up. I'm sorry for being so unpredictable. But no matter what happens, I want you to know that I'll always be here for you. My precious Mama. I'm running out of words, but last things I want to tell you is that I LOVE YOU MAMA!
Love, John
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