Remember in my last post I was saying how hand made things from my kids mean more to me than any store bought gift, and how I was hurt and disappointed that the eldest and littlest didn't do anything for me for Mother's Day?
Well, Numbah Two saved the day for me.
I went to visit him in the hospital today - he's doing wonderfully, btw. I can see real progression in him and his mood and attitude. Anyway, I digress - he had gone to the nurses station to ask for some construction paper and crayons and he had made me a card. I have his permission to blog it, so...
On the front there is a big ol' daisy with 'aint it perty?!' written underneath it. On the inside left, it says "it matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul" and he's written "So TRUE!!" underneath it. It's the last stanza from 'Invictus', my favorite poem. I'm awed that he remembered it.
On the right side, he's written something that brings me to tears each time I look at it. It says:
"This may not mean much, but even though we aren't together all of the time, and I may not act like I care, I would be lost without you. The whole family would be. It just needs to be said once in a while. Happy Mothers Day. Every boy needs his mother, Love Numbah Two.
Post Script: Thank you for taking time out of your life to pay attention to me.
Post Post Script:I mean that!"
And, on the back he's written a disclaimer: "This card was meant to be 100% serious. How anyone else takes it is simply a matter of opinion and is entirely up to them".
My gawd, I love that kid. I'm so glad he's still here and is getting better.
That simple handmade card has made my day.
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