Thank you for letting me be his mommy. I wouldn't trade the 1,384 days with him for a hundred times the amount of days with any other child in the whole wide world.
Thank you for sacrificing your Son Jesus Christ so that I have assurance of being with my son for all eternity.
Thank you for peace and comfort when my heart is torn and flooded with sorrow.
Thank you for those precious pictures and videos to look upon whenever I am feeling down. It is a treasured and priceless gift to be able to hear his voice and giggles and words, to see his mad guitar skillz (or egg slicer skillz), and to laugh at his short temper.
Even knowing how this chapter ends here on earth, I would go through it all again in a heartbeat. Because the joy of Christian has been worth every single ounce of pain.
But I could not bear it if it wasn't for you, dear Lord.
I thank YOU.
I'll see you in a little while, sweet Christian.