A Letter to My Son


Dear Oliver,

You are at school right now, and I am sitting here worrying about you. There is so much evil in this world that you do not know about, and I hope that you never do. I pray that I am always able to protect you, love you, guide you, cherish you.

Even though we are mother and son, we have grown up together. We have taken on the world side-by-side for the past four and a half years. You are my best friend, my son, my love. I cannot imagine a world in which somebody would take you away from me. A world where your innocence could be snatched at any waking moment. I look at you and I see this bright, little boy so full of life and wonder. You bring a smile to every single person you meet, and I am so proud to call you my son. 

I do not know what I would do without you. Even when you throw temper tantrums in the middle of Target or spill a whole box of cereal all over the kitchen floor, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. In so many ways, you are the best part of me. And no matter how old I was when I had you or how many years that may go by, this is something that will never change. My love for you will never alter or fade.

As you grow up, you will become more aware of the evil around us and the very bad people that exist in this world. But for now, I am grateful for your innocence. For your smiles, your laughs, and the incomparable joy that you bring to so many people. I am thankful that I will get to pick you up from school today and hold you tight. And never again, for even a single moment, will I take that for granted.



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