My Boy,
When other parents want their son to be like you, I have created something special. I love this email from your year six teacher, Ashley:
“I just wanted to let you know, Ben who was running our Seahorse Day today came and said how amazing Noah was. He said he hopes one day his boy grows up to be like Noah.
He’s such a gem!”
I see and hear this all the time with you. It lights up the after life.
To receive the most prestigious award in your final day at school, The Student Citizenship Award, gives me tears of joy. What a beautiful and an emotional moment for you and you dad to share.
Somewhere between the stars and the whispering wind, I found a way to send you another birthday email ❤️ . I borrowed a silver thread from the moon and dipped my words in the glow of the sun, just so they could reach you on your special day.
Ten years old. Oh, how proud I am of you! If I could, I’d scoop you up in a hug so big it would make the whole universe smile. But since my arms can’t reach you from where I am, I’m sending you something even better— a little bit of magic.
Close your eyes for a moment, my special boy. Feel that warmth in your chest? That’s me. That’s my love wrapping around you like a soft, invisible hug. It will always be there—whenever you need it.
You are such a happy boy, you don’t display a lot of emotion but I know you are happy, I can feel it. High school at Riverview now, wow, you look so smart and grown up. Big school will have it’s challenges but if anyone can handle them it will be you. Lean on your Dad, Liesy, Jon, Grandma and Grandpa, Evie and The Conks Kids when needed, you are loved an extraordinary amount. On days when you need some extra love, I want you to listen carefully. Somewhere a bird will sing just a little louder, a breeze will tickle your cheek like a kiss, the sun will dance off the ocean with a diamond sparkle, you will see the horizon glow orange (that I grew more fond of as I got sick) and maybe—just maybe—you’ll spot a butterfly dancing or cute little lady bug in the air. That’s me, reminding you that I am never too far away.
I love that you asked your dad the other night if we had anything that smelled like me, and that you remember my smell. I know you miss me physically, while it is an emotional pain, acknowledge and sit in this pain as it’s evidence of the pure bond we had.
I hope you run, laugh, swim and eat the biggest slice of ice cream cake today, you will find the most chocolate freddo’s buried in your slice of cake for sure. The “DeConks” will put on a big event for you. I hope you make a wish so wild and wonderful that the stars themselves pause to listen. And I hope you know, my sweet precious boy, that no matter how many birthdays come and go, you and Evie Pops will always be my greatest gift.
Happy birthday, my angel. I am with you—always and forever.
With stardust kisses and moonbeam hugs,
Mumma xxx