You don’t raise heroes, you raise sons. And if you treat them like sons,

they’ll turn out to be heroes, even if it’s just in your own eyes.

A Son holds his Mother’s hand for a while; and her Heart Forever.

So there’s this Boy who stole my Heart; and He calls me “Mom”.

There is nothing Stronger, than a Love between a Mother and a Son.

My handsome little man, 5 year old E.

{Created in September 2009}