I would never know what it’s like to carry you, hug you, kiss you, talk to you, and feel your presence in the house because I never conceived you except in my mind. Your father dreamed of you, longed to have you, play with you, talk to you even before our wedding day. He even plans to name you after himself!
Now that we are nearing 40, we often get asked whether we still have plans of having you. After all, we only have two daughters. For some reason, in other people’s minds, having two female children isn’t enough, and there were times when we actually felt the need to defend our situation.
I wish I could make you understand how much we wanted to have you! As much as we are happy with and proud of your sisters, we have always prayed for a baby boy, but you never came. We have tried several times, but were only disappointed in the end until finally, we have to accept the fact that I am no longer as young and healthy as I used to be, and not having you might be best for all of us. It’s rather difficult to make everyone understand, however, including your young sisters at times, that although having you would make our small family definitely happier, not having you in no way means that our family is incomplete either.
Sons, we pray that you would be born to God-fearing, loving, very healthy, youthful parents who would be able to take care of you and spend a lot of time with you as you are growing up, and provide all your needs. On the other hand, we pray that you would learn to love God with all your heart, with all your soul, and all your might.
Never miss an opportunity to use your talents to serve others and make your parents proud of you, too. Right now, we could only hope that we are still around by the time you are born and that we would have the opportunity to meet you. Somehow, I just know that we would recognize you as our could-have-been sons when we see you. God bless you!
Your Could-have-been Mom
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This is my entry to WordPress Writing 101 Day 14 writing challenge, “To whom it may concern”. Prompt: Pick up the nearest book and flip to page 29. What’s the first word that jumps off the page? Use this word as your springboard for inspiration. Twist: Write the post in the form of a letter. (In my case, the book nearest me happened to be my NIV Bible, and the word was sons.)