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My Sonshine



Son, you are the most precious thing to me in this world. From the day I first laid my eyes on you, I knew from that moment on what it truly meant to be loved. I’m so grateful God chose me to become your mother. We’re growing and doing life together. I wouldn’t have it any other way. Understand that although sometimes things get a little rough for me, you’re the rainbow in my black and white world. From your first steps, to scoring your first goal I’ve always been and will continue to be your biggest cheerleader. When you look at me with those big brown eyes I know everything will be ok. Our hearts beat to the same rhythm because you’re the other half that completes me. As your mother I promise to do right by you, keep you safe from any hurt, harm or danger, and to always love you unconditionally.





I pray that you always keep God first and comprehend that you’re nothing without him. Son, you’re incredibly bright, witty, loving and caring. Never feel the need to be anything you’re not because that’ll get you nowhere. No matter what, know that I am always here when you need me. As you grow and begin to make decisions for yourself think of the conversations we have often about life, women, decisions, and the company you keep. It’s my dream that you become far more than I am. My hopes for you are high because I birthed you and I know your potential.  Along the way if you feel you fall short of those expectations understand that it’s all a part of life and that’s how we grow. Promise me you’ll be a man in every sense of the word and stand firm by your beliefs, reach for the stars, have integrity, let that bright light within you shine. Our bond is something that can never be explained. I thank you for being the driving force in my life. Thank you for wiping my tears when I get overwhelmed. I appreciate all your compliments, you opening doors in public for me and offering to pump my gas so I don’t have to touch the dirty pump lol. God knew just what I needed when he blessed me with you. You are my sonshine and never forget it Bentley. Mommy loves you





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