My Dearest Son

Graham,
Now that you are six months old, I cannot believe how quickly the time has gone by.  You are growing so fast and developing so well and I am so proud.  You are so handsome and perfect, your smile brightens my day, your voice is like an angel's.  God has truly blessed me with a wonderful gift.
You may someday wonder what has happened in my past, in  your father's past; You may someday wonder why you have brothers that didn't come from me; You may someday wonder under what circumstances you arrived in this tainted world, in this hurtful situation.  All I want you to know is that you are loved, and none of that matters.  I don't want you to know what happened between your father and I.  I just want you to be sure that we both love you with all our hearts, that you are important. That you are cherished and special.
You might feel alone sometimes, and you may question things, you may ask yourself "Why is the world so cruel?"  A great man once said to be in the world, but not of the world.  I want you to grow up to be a wonderful person, who knows right from wrong and treats everyone with respect.  I pray everyday that I can raise you in a way that is applaudable. I will make mistakes.  I will hurt your feelings.  There will be times where you say you hate me and you wish I wasn't your mom.  I know these things will happen, because they happen to everyone.  I said those things to your grandma.  But I hope that those moments are fleeting, and that you always remember without a doubt that I love you and would never hurt you.  That your presence is the greatest thing I could have ever asked for and that you are special to each and every person in your life.
So, it is inevitable that every day you get older, and that there is no way for me to stop time even though I wish I could.  I have been the best mother I could be up to this point, and I promise to keep trying to be the best mother.  I love you to the moon and back.

Love,
Mama