i can change the world with my own two hands

dear you:

tomorrow morning we'll be hanging out again. you'd be surprised how excited - but nervous i am. today i had a moment where i cried but not for me - and it wasn't anything that happened yet. it was the anticipation of you growing up and ANYBODY hurting you.

you don't even know how you are growing up in my heart and your compassion and sense of humor are the things i recognize from when you were a baby.

you were the first proof i ever had that god was real.

your brothers were the second, third and fourth reason i wanna do the next right thing.

love,

mommy