A Letter to My Son: What I Want You to Remember If I’m Ever Gone

There are moments in life when we want to hold time still — to bottle up the laughter, the tiny hands, the whispered “I love yous” at bedtime. As a mother, I often find myself wishing I could protect my son from every storm, from every ache, from every lonely moment he may one day face.

This letter is for those moments — if ever I’m not there to whisper the words myself.

To my beautiful boy,

If you are ever reading this and I’m not by your side, I want you to know something that matters more than anything else:

You were never alone. And you never will be.

Even when life feels heavy.

Even when the world feels quiet.

Even when your heart wonders where I’ve gone —

Remember, my love is stitched into every beat of yours.

A piece of my heart lives inside you. It always has. It always will.

I prayed for your joy more than I ever prayed for my own.

I carried your pain in silence, not because I had to, but because I wanted to — so you wouldn’t have to.

I wasn’t perfect. I got tired. I stumbled. But every single day, I woke up and chose to love you fiercely. I tried to love you the way I always wished I had been loved — with softness, with safety, with all the light I had.

You were never my burden.

You were never just a responsibility.

You were — and will always be — my reason. My greatest purpose.

If ever life feels confusing or overwhelming, I want you to hold tight to these four truths:

You were deeply loved. Always. Without conditions. You are never truly without me. I’m in every breeze, every memory, every heartbeat. Your heart knows the way — trust it. You are wiser than you know. You were made for this life. You are strong enough, kind enough, and brave enough.

And my sweet boy —

Even if you can’t hear my voice, feel my arms around you, or see my smile at the end of your day —

Know that I’m still with you. In the quiet. In the chaos. In the love you give and the dreams you chase.

Forever your muma.

Forever proud of you.

Forever loving you.

— Mum

This isn’t just a letter to my son. It’s a legacy. A reminder. A promise.

That no matter what, love leaves a light on — even when we’re gone.

If you’re a parent reading this, I hope it reminds you to speak your heart today.

And if you’re a child missing your parent, may you feel their love in these words, too.

Published by Mr Gibbous and The Wildling

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