Ren and John-Heath,
I am thinking of you both at this moment, not unlike I do on most days. I hope you know how much I love you. The two best things I have ever done in this life, you are my most wonderful and prized accomplishments. Nothing I have ever done or ever could do in and of myself would equal the great honor I have in being your mother. It is a distinction I do not deserve, but for which I am, nonetheless, thankful.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
P.S. ...and since I type everything, I have also handwritten this little letter...just so you will one day recall how truly awful my penmanship could be. You'll find it in my dresser drawer...top right...tucked inside Mammy Sophie's Bible.