i love you mom

I’m sitting here on my bed in my freshly rearranged room within my Hautian apartment reading a book of poems that my own mother has given me. The book is titled To My Son with Love by Susan Polis Shutz. I’m not entirely sure where mom got this book by my gut tells me it once found its home in my paternal grandmother’s house. If indeed this were true it would only add meaning to the book but regardless of its origin it is simply a collection of poems that Susan wrote to her two sons as they were growing up through their childhoods.

Why am I writing about a book of poems? Well my life has been a little topsy turby for a while now. There are many things that if given the chance to go back in time to change I would take in a heartbeat. However there are many other things from which I have learned valuable life lessons and wouldn’t change for anything. This book feels like my own mother is speaking to me. I’m not even half way through the book and yet with every passing page I feel as though I’m growing closer with my mom. I know my mom loves me and I hope that she knows that I truly love her in return. No matter what happens I know I will always have the comfort of mom’s love.

I love you mom.

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