Dear Diandre,
I need you to survive.
You are my firstborn, my baby, my blessing. I did not carry you in my womb for your father or for anyone else. The decision to bring you into this world was mine, and I have never regretted it for one second.
Every single day that you wake up and breathe, I thank GOD. Every smile, every laugh, every giggle you have ever shared has meant something to me. You may not always realize it, but your life matters deeply.
You could have been in a grave, but GOD showed mercy and allowed you to still be here. That alone tells me your life has purpose.
I am not embarrassed by you. I am not ashamed of you. I love you completely, unconditionally, and forever. No mistake, no hardship, no struggle could ever change the fact that you are my son.
I need you to keep fighting for your life, your peace, your future, and your happiness. Even on the days when you feel lost, tired, angry, or misunderstood, please remember there is a mother praying for you and loving you through it all.
You are stronger than you know.
You are worthy of love.
You are worthy of another chance, and another day.
No matter where life takes us, I will always be your mother, and I will always love you.
Love Always,
Mom
