Timothy My Dear Son,
When we last spoke, I told the heavens about the plans I had; to share my love with you. I therefore thought they would spare me long enough to fulfil those plans. From your young age I saw my heart united in yours. I saw my heart give way for you residing. Irresistible as was, I grappled its gestures, only to find myself in the same place I began, 'Gazing and Smiling at your sight'. I had thought my wisdom would allow me to escape the claws of these emotions which I wasn't used to, but nay, an immovable mountain. Needless to say, indeed good things have a way of succinctly triumphing.
It was 'Love' my dear son! It was Love Tim! I reckon the studious heart in me skipped this part where you become my warmth in this cold world hence am only understanding this now. That, in you I saw Kingdoms fighting but your's prevailing, I saw the resemblance of pureness & I saw the future generations. When I gave you all the time I had, It was because your cheerfulness grabbed my heart tightly; It was because your smile makes me want to smile; Your Joy was my Joy; AND, your laughter was pleasant to my ears. Your presence made a difference in me understanding what fulfilment really meant.
Timothy my dear son, I loved you before I saw you with my two eyes. When your Mama, My Queen, made it known to me of our expectation, you began to reign in my heart. Oh, how I relive the day I touched your tiny hands, feels like an 'in the moment, time travel experience'. An unexplainable feeling of attachment stayed with me there onwards. When I gave you all the resources I had, it was because I wish to see you smile in abundance; It was because I love to see you thriving in comfort and wellness; It was my love in action.
My dear son, know that my love for you moves me to smile. My Love for you drives me into joyfulness. All I have, I offer unto you. Receive my gestures, affirmations and time. I will stand by your side in what you become and thrive for. I have prayed to God of heavens again, that he gives you your heart desires and that your feet be guided into rightful paths.
With Love,
Your Dear Guardian