A Letter to My Teenage Son


Today you are a teenager. It seems like yesterday I was bending over your crip watching you sleep. I know this may sound kind of creepy but I still watch you sleep. I can’t help but wonder what amazing things you do in your dreams. You amaze me every single day. From the very beginning, I knew you were different. Not different in an odd way but amazingly unique, especially for a boy. Even the way your mind works is unique. You see things from a different angle than most and you are able to to reach a destination taking a path that most would never discover. You are gentle and kind, sensitive and silly. Your heart is enormous and those little thoughtful acts I catch you do, fill my heart with pride. You are competitve but mostly playful. Your laugh is infectious, it always makes me smile. You do things 100%. You feel things that intensely too. You are so smart and scientific to the point I worry about your love to experiment. You are free from worry and always comfortable to just be you with no concern about what anyone thinks. You are less concerned with popularity and more concerned with video games and doing the things that make you happy. You Are going to do something amazing because you ARE amazing. All those qualities that are so different than the rest make you stand out in a way you cannot help but shine. That’s what you always are to me, a bright light on a gloomy day, a kind word on my hardest day. Happy birthday to the love of my life. Always do you because you are perfect just the way you are. Carry your silliness and happiness and compassion for others into adulthood and never stop being sensitive and kind. Never let anyone dull your sparkle because where I stand, your future is beautiful and bright.

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