My dear son. I have been so lost in my depression that I haven’t taken the time to tell you how proud I am of you. You are so responsible, determined, smart, hard working, honest, loyal and with a beautiful heart. I know life hasn’t been easy. Our family being riddled with addiction, alcoholism, selfishness, manipulation, depression…I’m so sorry. A mother always hopes for great things for her children. My greatest dream has always been to raise my children to be decent, good people and for my family to always be loving and loyal to one another. I failed to provide that in so many ways and for that I am truely sorry. I did however succeed in raising two that are loving and loyal. I give you part of the credit for that. After your older brothers left home, things got bad and you stepped up more than you should have needed to and stayed strong. You showed your little brother that just because bad things happen in a family, we still stick together and in the end we will be ok. You made promises and never broke them. That shows us all that you are a good, honest man who’s integrity is still very much in tact. Thank you for being such a good role model, thank you for being understanding and accepting. You have never been greedy, ungrateful or self-involved. I love your sincere, deep love and appreciation for the important people in your life. I am so proud of you and even more proud to tell the world you are my son.
Thank you for being you.
I love you.