Dec 28, 2005 00:57
He is my sister's son. He is the first grand son. His name was given by my Mother. The most beautiful baby boy, lovable young boy, hard working young man. He is someone we are all so proud of but most of all, he is someone I love as though he was my own son.
My sister and I are soul mates. I love her children as my own because she is such a big part of me, but now as they have grown, I love them for who they are. I am always so happy to see him from time to time but I know my sister misses him so much, I feel so guilty sometimes.
He is wonderful and he is amazing.
I opened my door on Christmas day, and there he was. One big hug and a special gift for me.
All I could see is his eyes and I see the baby, the child and the wonderful adult he came to be.
I will cherish the gift he gave me always. It shows he cares. I am so lucky he is in my life.