Letters to my boys (via Tumblr)


I hope one or both of you let me teach you how to sew… maybe become a tailor or design and make that line of clothes I always dreamed of doing myself. I hope one of you becomes a woodworker and that you both learn to love hard work with your hands. I also expect you to both have full sleeve tattoos, ride motorcycles and be adrenaline junkies. Love each other, life, your mamma and Jesus like it’s your last chance. 

All my love

p.s. when I’m old don’t forget about me when you take those weekend fishing trips… I’ll still want to come.

*found this via my Tumblr from a year ago. still relevant.

Dear Collin,

Pure joy. You’re the light of my existence. The chubby little belly to kiss. The one who always says “mom Mom MOM!” and I, what baby? “I love you too.” You’re the one who begs me not to get out of bed in the morning while you wrap your tiny arm around my neck and tell me you want “Cheerios” for breakfast. Sometimes you’re so ornery and sure know how to make Tt mad but that’s what little brothers do. I have no doubt you’ll be your brother’s best friend. Just remember not to leave me behind because I already miss you. Please stop growing!

All the cuddles and kisses in the world!
Your mamma


Dear Tristan,

I was thinking this week about our first years together. Do you remember when it was just you and me? I can hardly describe the love I had for you. You were everything to me. Remember the walks to the park, the many meals we shared just the two of us and the crafts? Oh the crafts! We would create things everyday together as I tried to teach you anything I could. My heart was so full and I never lost my patience. It was peaceful. Then came brother “bobby” as you called him. Not much changed at first, we just had one more. I don’t want to say I miss those days because I love where we are now but my memories are so sweet of just you and me. I’m proud beyond words of the little man you’re becoming. So much has changed but you’re strong, very strong and that gives me comfort. Whatever life brings you’ll get through, you and me both.

With all my love,


For my boys

I want you to grow up knowing there’s so much more to life then our own comfort and happiness. I want you to experience the world, the suffering, the pain and the joy like I’ve been blessed to do. I want you to know what’s out there beyond the realm of our sheltered little lives. I want your minds to be so full that you’re uncomfortable with meaningless conversations of your peers.


I want you to know all this but most importantly that you’re loved beyond human reasoning, no matter where you are or what you do.


I’ll always love you.