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Another one for my son. Jakob, you hold not only a special place in my heart because you are my only son but also because you are my first born. I love you.

- You tiptoe on eggshells to keep from slipping through the crack. Times have changed, life is mean... I'd give almost anything to take it all back.
- You erase and delete your own memories after sailing through your day. It's wrenching to me from the inside out, to know you live this way.
- You've learned to be so resilient, so grown up, wise and bold. I'm aware of the hell you're facing and also aware of the untold.
- You're ridiculed for nothing more than simply being you. You hide, unseen, tucked away. What else are you to do?
- You're wandering about, lost and left with hopes of being found. You're trying hard to keep your head up, while picking your knees up off the ground.
- The types of thoughts that run through your head, others have no clue. You grasp the good that occasionally comes your way, for blessings seem so few.
- Time drags on slowly as you wish it would hence fast but stand tall, hold your pride, keep pushing on until you make it to the top at last!