To the boy who declared he turned 44 this birthday,
You are joyful and vibrant and full of light. You love purple and pink and swords and glitter and songs and numbers and dress up and dirt and treats. Your wild embrace of life swells up inside my heart. And there’s this spot, this wildly lovely spot, that you’ve taken up in my heart. Just like the spot you snuggle into early most mornings, right next to me waiting for the sun to yawn awake. You unfolding before us, sweet and loud and silly and passionate and louder still. And we love you, as you teach us to love a little louder and little better and a lot more freely.
Love, Mama
