Love Letter to my Son

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I love this face that you make.
I think you know I love it too.
I love how you fell asleep holding both of my hands in yours.
I love how during the weekends, you want to be around me 100% of the time.
Yet at the same time, you play so independently.
After some time though, your brain acknowledges you’ve been far from me.
And you come and hug me, and I hug you back.
I miss you still being away from you for five minutes.
We have such a deep bond that is beautiful.
You do things every day that make my heart explode.
The new words you say.
The things you try.
The expressions you make.
You are so bold. 
You’re an explorer.
You’re SO loving.
You’re absolutely brilliant.
Whether you were my blood or not, I would admire all the same things about you.
You’re incredible, son, just as you are.
You amaze me every day.
Words can’t explain the love I have for you... but I will try.
I love you with my whole heart! 

❤️Your Mama

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