Dear Mason,
I’m not quite sure how you woke up as an independent eight-year old, when I clearly remember just yesterday, bringing you home from the hospital and you fit snugly in the bend of my arm. I remember the milestones you’ve passed over these last eight years and I cannot believe that you are now so tall, so smart, so handsome and so…eight! You are such a sweet boy.
I am the luckiest mom on the planet and I’m glad you are MY son. I am glad you still hug me and that my kisses are enough to make things right in your world.
Today is YOUR day – enjoy and have a good one!
With heartfelt love,
Mom
