I'm not sure why - but you were made a little different from the rest of us.
You try so hard to do normal things and although you often fail, I know you tried your best.
You see the world a little different from most. Things are black and white to you.
I love that you're all boy through and through. Tractors, ATVs, BB guns, cars, bikes and knives are your favorite. You never run out of things to say about them.
I love that you care so deeply for others. That you worry when you think someone is hurting or in trouble.
I love your sense of humor.
You make us laugh.
You have had gone through a lot in your 11 years of life so far.
I love that you don't care about today's fads.
I love that you're honest and obedient, and that you follow the rules.
I love to watch you outside, in your element.
You have a thought process about everything.
I love to listen to you sing. You can carry a tune pretty well.
I love that you keep all kinds of little tiny pieces a paper, and little bits of things, and that you know where everything is.
I love that you love playing with sticks, string, and duck tape.
I love that you love babies and little kids.
I love your imagination. You have come up with some pretty cool stuff.
Someday you are going to do great things - I just know it.
You, my son, have a purpose and although we may never know all the why's, I know that God had a reason for you to be in our family and on this Earth.
You are important.
You are my son, and I love you, just the way you are.
Note* Our son has pervasive developmental disorder not otherwise specified (PDD-NOS) which is one of the four autism spectrum disorders, along with auditory processing disorder, speech and language disorders, and multiple learning disorders.... yes he is different, challenging, and some days I cry because I don't understand him, or he doesn't understand me, he asks the same things over and over - all day long, some days are really difficult, but I love my boy!