Dear Littlest Son,
A Dozen, 12 years. Happy 12th Birthday to you Karter!
I’m going to dive right in. Momma misses you so much. Life has been extremely trying these last 7-10 months. You know, you see it all. There’s been many nights I swear I hear your voice but it’s always just a dream, unfortunately. A lovely dream it it can be, though, my Son. Momma has a few battles going on that aren’t the best but such is life. All I can do is take things one day at a time. Just know that each and every one of those days I love you so very much! Happy birthday littlest Son.
Dad is working hard as usual. Only a few more years. He’s doing great and striving for perfection in his career. He loves and does his best to care for your Brothers and I. He loves you lots. Happy Birthday Son!
Your Brothers as you know are young men basically. Oldest Brother is off to college in a couple months. You watch over Him, make sure he does great things as we think he will. Middle Brother is so tall, I think he surpassed me. You should give him dreams on how to become a basketball star. He’s smart as a whip. Just like Oldest Brother and I’m positive you are. They love you. I know they are so very curious, especially Middle Brother. I answer all I can. They love you lots. Happy Birthday to you Karter!
All those candles you boys have on birthday cakes, wowie! At least we’d get to start on your day and in 6 days Oldest Brother and 10 days after Middle Brother. We’d throw the best of parties if you were here just one more time. Happy 12th Birthday Karter!
This year has been eventful I’ll say as much. We are trying very patiently to sell our Kansas home as Dad’s work changed. We all hated to say goodbye but it’s hopefully going to a wonderful set of folks who can fill it with as much love as we did. Oldest Brother graduated from High School 6 months early, with honors. He also got his first job. Exciting times for Him. Grandma and Grandpa H. helped Momma drive to California, was a good thing to see the west. California, not our favorite. I know you’ve seen and heard Momma’s language trying to drive on the ...well, anywhere. We will get to the coast sooner than later I promise. Happy 12th Birthday Karter. I love you. We love you.
As you’re aware Grandma Lisa doesn’t have to read these letters anymore. She gets to spend the day with you feeding you cake and ice cream. I’m sure you are most spoiled Grandson in the Universe, possibly. I’m glad you have her. Tell her we send our love, that we miss her. I’m sure she’s excited to spend another birthday with you. One here, one there. We love you! Happy birthday son.
Karter, it’s once again that point where the tears I’ve held back are going to rain. Oldest Brother and I have a flight this morning so we can get back to Dad and Middle Brother. You’re always with me, you give me strength in the darkest moments, I love you baby boy. I do wish you were here to celebrate your day with but once in a lifetime on your actual birth day will have to work. Happy Birthday Karter! A thousand hugs for you! I love you, We love you.
Until next year, I’ll be listening for your voice in my dreams.
Love Always,
Momma
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