The King’s Throne

Dear Son,

I will carry you on my shoulders for as long as my body will handle, so that you can see and listen to your world from an angle where your eyes aren't parallel to the shuffle of busy bodies and your ears aren't parallel to the nervous sounds of wheels, phones, and feet.

I hope it's calm and clear up there for you!

I hope you feel like the King that you are, sitting atop your throne!

Mama be strong for you!