Today I celebrate my son — a gift the world may not always understand, but to me he is perfect.

He may not fit every standard people expect, but love was never meant to be measured that way. His presence brings warmth into rooms, his heartbeat is a reminder that miracles come in many forms.

Every day he teaches me patience, kindness, and the beauty of seeing through the heart — not through judgment.
He is strong, loved, worthy, and wonderfully unique. And no matter what the world says, he will always be my joy.

Happy birthday, my son.

You are enough. You are loved. You are a blessing.