Perfection.

Dear B:

If there ever comes a day when you

wonder if everything that happened

to make you my baby was just coincidence, or chance.

Stop wondering that.

It wasn't.

I promise.

I have always been your Mom, and I will always be your Mom.

 And no one on Earth will ever love you more.

Always be happy, B.  Always be the best boy you can be.

If you do those things, everything else will work out.

Trust me.

Love Forever,

Mommy