My shining star. Given to me, a gift from God. Oh, my beautiful little boy. God knew I needed you for the heartache to come and he sent you my way, to help me become stronger, better and I am grateful.
I have watch you grow from tiny little infant. Learning, growing, exploring. You captured my heart from the first moment I knew you grew within me. Oh how I rejoice in God’s gift to me.
You started school and I watched you learn. You developed into such a smart young boy. I am thrilled with the way you have never lost your caring, loving ways. You are my handsome boy.
Now, just turned a teen, I see the young man you are becoming and I smile. I want to protect you from some of the things I know you will need to go through; but as a woman, I know you have to go through them alone. We all do. The mom in me wants to protect you from all that is bad. You are a beautiful person.
You play drums. You play tuba. You love your best friend and to play games with him. You have a great sense of humor, so much like my own. You make me laugh. You have a sensative soul. You are growing into such a wonderful young man. I so love you.
I know I still have time. I know you are still growing into a man. I know we will be together for some time. I just want to tell you that I am proud of you. You have lived through so much and survived.
You are my shining star. I love you so much. I am proud of you. You are growing into a man that anyone will be proud to know.