It is the greatest regret of my life, that I was not able to have more children, and equally regrettable, that I was often too sick to truly enjoy and cherish every second of my children's growing-up years.
Son number two and son number three had birthdays this month. All three of them are remarkable young men, profoundly kind, honorable, decent, charitable, hard working and honest.
Personally I don't think I could have asked for more, they are everything a mother could ask for.
They are my reason for living, my hope, my heart, my joy. There are not words in the English language to express my gratitude to them and for them.
My sons, mamma loves you.