Dear J,
You were sitting at the kitchen island this morning when I
came out, wearing just your undies and eating blueberry waffles with cinnamon
sugar on top. You grinned at me as I leaned down to wrap my arms around you,
smiling into your warm skin. I kissed you and whispered, “Happy Birthday, my
boy!”
You smelled of sunshine and sweat, sticky cinnamon wafting
into my nose, your muscles shifting beneath your skin as you turned to wrap
your arms around me.
“Happy Birthday TO ME! Happy MY BIRTHDAY to you, Mama!” you
exclaimed, eyes twinkling.
Our jubilant JJ. You are fierce, you are bold. Getting
to be part of your life, watching you grow into this incredible, intelligent,
exacting kid – it’s one of the biggest joys and privileges of my life.
Your personality is one of a kind. It can make you a
challenging pre-schooler sometimes. A lot of the time. But I can see inside you; I
can imagine the person you will become. These traits that are difficult in a
young child are going to serve you so well one day, and you’re going to grow
into an amazing adult. May you always believe in yourself as much as you do
today. As much as Mom and I believe in you.
We wish for your highest happiness and contentment in this
life. But if you have big ambitions, I can see you choosing to change the world.
We are with you, sweet boy, no matter what path you take.
Happy Birthday, dear heart.
Love always,
Mama
