Box of love and encouragement

I was looking through one of my shoe boxes, where I thought I would find a card to send to a lady I'm praying for, when I came across several cards and things that I've kept because special people in my life gave them to me. This was a poem written by my oldest son and given to me on Mother's Day 2004:

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You might look at this number

And see only a number,

But when I look at this number I see my mom.

I see my mom because it's the number of moms that could replace her.

I see my mom because it's the number of times I felt unloved.

I see my mom because it's the number of times that she stopped giving.

You might look at this number

And see only a number

But, if you ask me, I see my mom.

I love you so much.

God knows what we need right when we need it! I just asked for prayer because I was missing my son. I don't think it just so happened that I found this tonight. Reminders of my son make him feel closer.

Son, thank you for your love. You are such a blessing in my life, every day! I love you and miss you so much, and pray I will see you very soon. In the meantime, know that I pray for you every day, several times a day. I'm honored to be your mom.

Lord, thank you for my children and the blessing they are to my life. Thank you for this gift of encouragement tonight. Watch over, protect and guide my son. Send encouragement his way when he is lonely or homesick, and provide strength and wisdom for each passing day. In Jesus name, amen!