You were on my mind today, so I thought I’d hop in and send a post. Hope you’re okay and doing well. Saw your dad a couple of weeks ago. We talked about you.
I really am sorry about what happened in your young life. It’s one area of my life I have problems with letting go and forgiving myself. You were/are the son I’ve always wanted. I hope one day you can forgive me. I’m sure meeting you is out of the question, but I pray about it all the time. If it’s meant to be, I know God will make a way.
I really do love you.
