As
I was cleaning his room today. I found a letter cleanly wrapped in an envelope.
I thought I should open it but I have been always taught to mind my own
business. Suddenly an evil thought covered my whole mind and the kindness was
gone in a flick. First I read who was it for and who wrote it. It was for me
and my husband from ‘The bestest son anybody could ever have’ our son. I slowly
opened to envelope trying not to tear it. It read like this:-
Dear Mamma and Dada
I just wanted to say that you are the best parents in this beautiful
magical world. You always took care of me. Gave me what I wanted. And you
always knew what is in my mind, when I’m hungry, when I’m sad and all the
things that care. I just wanted to wish
you a very very happy anniversary. I’m really happy for both of you. It’s been
a whole 15 year of joy for me and others.
I feel a little sick so I’m gonna stop writing and go to sleep. I don’t
know if I would be able to give you this letter but as you both always said
‘Things automatically comes to their owner’ and I know you’ll get it if it’s in
the fate.
I want you to know that I always loved you and always will. It’s a pleasure
to be called yours.
Your kiddo
As
I finished the letter I didn’t knew how to respond. I could feel a lump
developing in my throat. I called my husband and asked him to read it too. He
was a strong man but I could see tears in his eyes. It’s the second time I saw
him cry.
It has been 2 years since our kiddo died
due to brain cancer. The doctors said their no cure for this. He was just 12.
He died in his sleep; they said that he had a peaceful death. But ask us how
painful it was that we never even got to say Good-bye.
I cried for my son till my eyes became numb. 
