Letters For Lucas

Wonders, Mishaps, Blunders and Joy.. commentary on my life as a mom in the form of letters to my son

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When just the mere mention of his name makes my heart melt and beat a little faster.

When that first recognition of my existence made me feel like I could do anything.

When he reaches for me, it’s as though I’m the only person in the world.

When he smiles at me and it is so sweet and tender, it makes me want to cry.

It’s a want it, need it, gotta have it feeling that I’ve never felt before.

It’s that kind of love.

Sure, I’ve loved before; the comfort of my own bed, a perfectly worn in pair of jeans, a Dave Matthews song I’ve heard a thousand times before that will never lose it’s impact on me, the scent of my grandmother’s perfume that enveloped me every time I entered her house and my best friend, because she’s everything I’m not and can make me laugh like no one else on earth.

But, I’ve never loved or been loved like this before.

So intensely.

So completely.

So unconditionally.

He is a part of me and no matter what, he always will be.

The love I have for my son’s father is deep and passionate and it’s because of the love we share that I have this precious child at all, but it’s a different kind of love.

There is nothing like the love a mother has for her son.

This is my first attempt at The Red Dress Club’s writing meme, Red Writing Hood. This weeks prompt is: Write a short first-person story about your first love, or write a short fiction piece about a character’s first love.

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  2. This is so amazingly beautiful.

    I didn't want a son. I truly didn't. When the sonographer gave us the news, I wept.

    But now? When Matthew nestles into me, when he gazes at me, and pulls me close, I can't fathom one single moment of my life without him. There is something so amazing about the connection that he and I share.

    You brought me into your world with this post, Tonya. Thank you.

    Truly lovely.

  4. The love a mother has for her child should be perhaps the most intense of all. This was a wonderful post.

    Welcome to the Red Writing Hood! I hope you participate again

  10. I agree with everyone else here. There is nothing like the love of our children. Visiting from Red Dress.

  11. When I first learned I was to become a mom, all I wanted was a girl. I dreamt of hairbows and pink frills. Life had different plans and gave me two boys first. I loved being a mom to boys so much that with my last pregnancy, I hoped it was another. Once again, life had different plans and I finally got the pink bows and fluff.
    Not that I would take anything in the world for my sweet girl, there's a different relationship with a mommy and a son.
    And my dear, you nailed it in this post.

  17. I love when I come home nd they've been here with craig for a while, and they stop what they are doing and run as fast as they can to me, screaming my name!

  19. You've captured the motherly emotions perfectly!! Beautifully written. Emotional, poignant, sweet.

    Bravo!

  21. Beautiful post Tonya.
    There is nothing like a Mother's love for her baby. Boy or girl. No matter how old they get.

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