My sweet boy,

Tomorrow is a big day, it’s Bring Your Child to Work Day. You guys have never gotten to participate in this day, ever. This is also my first opportunity to even bring my kids to work because when I coached, I didn’t have kids yet, then I randomly subbed, worked part-time at a gym, and stayed at home with you guys. I’m oddly excited that I get to bring your siblings, even if the boys are literally going to their own school.

I used to worry that you guys just looked at me as “mom” and I had no other part of my identity. I thought you viewed me as someone who couldn’t do much, even though I know that’s completely on me and I never got that from you guys. Maybe you didn’t think I was capable of certain things, maybe I’m not as important, just all the negative thoughts.

I used to always go with either Gma or Pap on that day and always loved it. With Pap, we always got to drink pop and sit in the break room. We also got to go climb in and out of some of the cars. With Gma, we got to go Downtown and the people at IBM always had special stuff set-up for all the kids who came in.

I feel like I’m finally doing something, but you’re not here to witness it. In a dream world, I would be taking your siblings next year into my own classroom. They’d probably be annoyed because they’d already been there so much, especially when I was getting it set-up, but at least they miss school!

I miss you, but I hope you’re there with us for a little bit tomorrow. I love you more than anything, sweetie. Goodnight and sweet dreams.