Wednesday, August 27, 2008

My letter to William... that fell out of my purse...

I am posting this because I will publish this one day... and you know boys... he'll read the hard copy I made him and it will end up in the trash... at least this way... when he is married, and his wife, whom I hope I will like one day, may read this, and try to understand just a little bit about why I am such a meddling mother in law and need to see my son, and cook for him, and make sure he is all right and not hate me too much.
Hello, my name is Mama, and I am addicted to my kids...
Dear William, August 27, 2008 On this, the very first day of the rest of your High School life, I want you to know a few things. First… I love you. I have loved you from the day I was born and will until the world is ended for eternity and beyond that. I have known you forever, but I only met you 14 years ago when you were born. How fortunate I have been to have been your Mother for these years. You bring me great joy and pride. I stand taller and feel better about who I am because I am your Mother. Please know that nothing you do good or bad will ever change how I feel about you. You are a part of me, when you hurt, I hurt… When you are happy, I am happy. My son, please be happy. Choose it. There are so many people in this world who will put you down, and try to lead you down the wrong path, or just try to trip you up somehow. That is how the world is. You, and your heart are not of this world. You were made and are being molded in our Creator’s image to do wonderful mind boggling things in this world, in preparation for time in His presence. Please know that your first task was to turn me into a Mother, and your mission isn’t complete. You have just begun. You are a man of honor. You are a man of honesty and integrity. You act more like a man than most men I have met in my lifetime… and you are only 14. Imagine how you will be when you are grown and on your own! You will be awe inspiring, with the same honor and integrity only burning brighter so it can bless others that meet you. We are going to have our ups and downs. I pray for only good days ahead. Continue your adventure in life, but be safe, and always concentrating on the Lord. Only He can truly be your guide. Dad and I are only helpers on earth. He blessed us with you so we can continue on our journey also. Choose wisely. Choose truth and righteousness, always. We are so proud that you are the student you are. We are so proud that you are playing football, but we are so proud of who you are becoming. We love you so very much. Be blessed by wonderful son. Today is the first day of your High School career. Make it good, and true and memorable, giving all glory to Him in all things you do. I thank Him every day he gave me YOU! Have a great day, William. Love, Mom
(Oh people, I am having such a hard time with this whole thing. I hope it's just hormones. I hope it ends soon. I told my Mama about it yesterday and she started crying too, remembering how it felt when I left for Florida to go to school when I was 18, and when I moved out and when I got married. She said it hurts for a while, and then it goes away. But now I realize, because I have sons, they may be taken away from me by the evil son stealers. I need to start the brainwashing again. "You will not move far away... you will live on the same street as your parents... you will not move far away... you will live on the same street as your parents... You will...")


  1. OMG! How beautiful Saundra. I'm still crying. I really don't think it's hormones for us!

  2. Truthfully, I don't think it is either. I still get little pangs now and again.

    I find myself re reading this same post.

    Thank you Kathy.


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