Hola Mi Amor!

Hola Mi Amor y HMA Familia!

Como estas?! I pray you are well in Jesus’ name. Look I was just going through my Facebook memories right fast and this poem popped up from 10 years ago. After reading it I just had to share it with ya’ll! I pray that it blesses you like it blessed me again today.

Dear Son: A Poem to my First Born

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Dear son,

How are you big guy?

I just had a few things on my heart to share.

Sometimes when you speak to me I’m not all the way there.

Never think for a moment that it’s because I don’t care.

Truth is I am consciously going to work on being more present.

Present as a position.

Present as a gift to you from me for welcoming me into your world of opinions, thoughts and dreams.

Charge the absence of my attention to my mind not my heart.

Because every time your mouth opens all the sounds around me are drowned out by taunting voices of me right from the start.

I should hug you more.

I can’t stand all those clothes on your floor.

I can’t believe you’re becoming a man.

Man how am I going to raise a good man?

You are so handsome and smart.

You were born to be great and don’t ever think you aren’t!

I blamed myself for staying for years longer than I should’ve engaged in that dark, dried up dream of love- that for years you heard those screams for love and I unconsciously molded A piece of your mind into the wrong perception of how a man should treat a woman.

And for all of that I’m sorry.

But no son- I’m not sorry.

I’m not sorry for choosing to give you life knowing I’d have to raise you all on my own.

No, I’m not sorry that I moved away from everything I’d ever loved or known.

No, I’m not sorry for dragging you to endless meetings with me where I could be empowered and get back on my feet.

I’m not sorry son, for reminding you of your dreams and goals because all of them I want you to meet.

I want you to do and be better than me son.

I want to stand up loud and proud as I watch you succeed son.

I want to see you experience that heaven love I never had son.

I want to see you as a good husband and watch you grow into an amazing dad.

I can see you becoming everything you never had.

We’ve had both the privilege and the challenge of growing up together.

We’ve done well, we battled hell and each day getting better.

I dropped tears from this pen to you as I write each letter.

So please remind me when you’re talking and my eyes start to drifting. Grab my hand and whisper Ma are you listening?

Life’s too short I won’t keep thinking about the past or the future when I’ve got the present of your presence that I can’t keep missing.

I love you dude.

Never ever forget that you were the hope that helped free me from that prison.

You I will always love.

You changed my life and you will change the world!

Keep your mind on those books and off of the girls.

May God bless and keep you always.

Love,

Mami

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