He is my Son. The reason I live.
If he did not have me, he would be suffering in the wrath of my mother's hand. If I did not have him, it would be hard to imagine any other reason to live.
He plays with his cousins, he runs away from his grandmother, he sleeps in bed with his mom to keep warm in the winter, cool in the summer. I can't imagine how it will be when I have a child, b/c I already love him as if he was my own child to begin with. He is Mambo, crazy lunatic with forgive and forget way of living.
