My son has never shied away from telling me how much he loves me. Or, how much he hates me. Sometimes, his feelings for me are so strong, simply saying the words would not be enough. Instead, he writes them down like little love notes.
These love notes are my little treasures. Each with its own special way of touching my heart. There is the statement of my greatness…however, dubious.
Notes with favorite nicknames:
Promises to follow my sage advice:
Even vows of revenge:
I will cherish these love notes from my son, always. But never more than when I get to show them to his future girlfriends.