My son will turn 8 years old next week, and I can’t tell you how sad I am that I won’t be there to hug him and tell share this special day with him. Birthdays are a time to celebrate your existence in this world, to remember how wonderful and special you are, and to reflect on where you’ve come from and where you’re going. I want nothing more than to hold him in my arms on that special day and let him know just how special he is and how his presence here has changed lives for the better.
I am planning on sending him a gift for his birthday, as soon as I get the money to send it. The sad thing is that his father most likely won’t let him get what I send. His father doesn’t believe in celebrating birthdays, and he especially hates it when I send my kids gifts, so I fear that he will never give my son the gift I send to him for his birthday, and never let him know that I sent anything. But, I am his mother, and I will send it nevertheless.
He absolutely loves his gameboy advance, but it’s old now and much of the screen has these square black pixels, so it’s difficult to see his game. So I saved up and bought him a Nintendo DS. I only have one game for him, but I know he’d love it anyway.
In addition to the DS, I made him a memory book. There’s a website at memorypress.com where you can make a book and they will print it into a real, leatherbound book for you. Take a look at the book I made for him and tell me what you think! Here’s a link to it: http://www.hopeandheartache.com/sbook.pdf
Being away from your children on special days like birthdays are so much more difficult than the daily torture of being separated. I will spend the day watching home movies of times we spent together, and most likely, crying all day.
My baby boy, I hope you know how much I love and miss you. I pray you will be home before your next birthday. Then we’ll make up for all the time we’ve lost. Happy birthday, my son. You are so special.
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