This is the first entry of the journal I was making you. I hope others find the joy in reading this that I had while writing it all down. I just wish you would have been the one reading it. I love you kiddo.

To my sweet boy on your 18th birthday!

I love you and I am so proud of the young man you are becoming. I have so many memories of us over the past 18 years and I have so many things I wish you knew. I am taking the time to fill these pages with stories, letters, memories and pictures of our life. I hope this will mean as much to you as it does to me.

I am sorry for all of the things I wasn’t as a mother, but I hope for you I was enough. You are my first child, the one who taught me how to be a mother, how to be selfless and how to love unconditionally. Thank you for your love. It has been the ones constant in all these years that has kept me going.

You may not be a baby anymore but to me you will always be my baby. I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, as long as I am living my baby, you’ll be.