written in my journal, Feb. 2006 when Brighton was two and a half.perfect
darling angel
mine
my heart, so much love
almost can’t breath
at 2am I snuk in
just to watch you sleep
beauty and perfection
peace and love
so much love
wanted to hold you, so badly
ached
to have you in my arms
heavenly father answered
a mothers plee
at 4am I hear you
mommmiee, mama, mom mom mom mom
doors open, a hand on mine
crying, tears then cuddles
climbing in bed
perfect fit
perfect smell
perfect cuddle
perfect everything
perfect
everything perfect
oh my heart
my life
my everything
perfect
April 3, 2008 - Today I spent the morning with Brighton being evaluated by psycholists. They say he is autistic. Oh my sweet little boy, you are my world, my sun, my moon, my starts. To me, you are still perfection.
2 comments:
Such a cute post... You are a great mother. I sure miss that boy.
I don't care what he has... he is about the cutest little giant there ever was!
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