To my Boys,

Sometimes it feels like a lifetime ago when you were placed in my arms.
Yet, some days it feels just like yesterday, with memories so vividly alive.
The overwhelming joy, and the unknown fears of a life so innocent and new.
Most of the time I am ecstatic, but sometimes I am scared to death.

A whole new world to discover, through a new set of eyes. 
With each bump and bruise I kissed, I wished life was not so cruel.
With every illness and sleepless night I worried, but  grateful things weren't worse. 
With every triumph, I celebrated, although sometimes silently.

I protected, I pushed, I prodded and yes, admittedly I screwed up.
Then one day I turned around, and you both had grown.
Magically, when I wasn't looking, you both turned into young men.
Men I am proud to know and men that I admire.

I love you both, not for what you will become or what you did yesterday. 
I love you not for the things you say, nor for all the things you neglect to say. 
I don't love you for your strengths, I don't hate you for your weaknesses. 
Nor do I hate any of the adversity we faced.

I love you for who you are.
In fact, I am amazed by who you are.
Your thoughts and ideas impress me and our differences challenge me.
Your humour, your talents and your very different identities.

I doubt you will ever know how you have profoundly touched me. 
For what I have learnt through your joys and sorrows.
And through you, I have learnt more about life than I could have by myself. 
I love you both and am thankful to be your mom.

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