This post was inspired by the writer’s workshop from Mama’s Losin’ It!
I know a few weeks ago you and daddy sat me down and told me that you had a “Disease”, which is something that will never go away. That you are sick, but not “sick, sick” and that it doesn’t mean you are going to die. It just means that sometimes you are in pain and that’s why you need ice packs or heat, and that’s why you need to use a wheelchair, and sometimes, well every day, you need to nap so you can be a good mommy and have more energy to take care of me.
I’m not sure I understand because you are the best mommy there is. You always make me yummy food, especially pasta and yummy snacks with fruit. You are the most beautiful mommy with the prettiest voice. I love singing with you, doing puzzles with you, eating lunch out with you. Pretty much doing anything with you is fun even though we can’t always go out, I just like being with you, even if we are just watching t.v.
My birthday is September and yours is in October and I want to give you a WordGirl party because I know she is your favorite superhero. We can have a Word Girl cake and balloons and you can wear your “Super Mommy” pajamas. Daddy says I can dress like Captain Huggyface and he will be Beau Handsome.
I’m not quite sure what you meant about having a disease because nothing has changed. You are still the best mommy in the whole world and I wouldn’t trade you for any other. Most important to me is how much you love me. You are always kissing and hugging me and telling me that you love me and you make me feel happy when you say how smart I am and how proud you are of me, and that I am your favorite person in the world. You are always smiling and never get angry.
I love you too.
Tyler, who will be four-years-old soon.
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