Dear Cameron, On Turning Four

Mommy remembers turning four. I had hair like you, shoes like you and way less flair. I was obsessed with dresses, and dots, and didn’t like having my hair cut. My hair looked like yours, just darker, and my favourite person to be like, was my sister. How much of me I see in you, how proud you make me. You are my greatest moment, and my brightest light.

Cameron, this has been your bravest year. For things that I have not spoken about publicly, and some that I have. For your courage in the face of whatever life throws us. And your stubbornness that, genetically inherited, gets you through.

For every love and for your every compassion. For every time you say to me, “mommy, it’s okay”. And you love another kid who tripped and fell.

I love you more than the whole wide world. Thank you, Camcam, for four amazing years. I love you.  When I look at how much you have grown, how much you have loved, and how many ways you surprise me every day…I am awed. Thank you.