For when he Dreams….


My son holds a 4th of my soul. His story is a hard one. He’s had medical problems from severe asthma to seizures to severe food allergies. His “DNA” donor is not in his life in any form, he has not offered to even purchase one diaper for him. His sisters love him dearly, especially his oldest sister, his next sister and him fight like crazy. He will be a big brother soon.

He can be stubborn and has a terrible case of Terrible Two’s.
He can smile at you and make your heart melt even complete strangers.
His laughter is music to my heart.

He is my son and I love him until the end of this world, for he is my Turtle.



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