Dear Emir Zafran
Today you are three years old. Happy birthday darling. I hope to treat you and hope to give you as much fun as you deserve. Sound good? Cool. But first I just want to say some things. You will probably never read this, but I have to get it out. Somehow.
I’ve seen you grow, from a 3.41kg and 52cm to a 3 years old boy. Parenting, as I hope you’ll find out one day, is something where no-one gives you a guide-book when the baby’s born. You just have to make it up as you go along, trust your instincts, and hope you’re doing the right things. You seem a happy boy. Intelligent. Bright. Funny. Warm. Affectionate. Loving. Creative. Generous. Handsome. You are like warm, glorious sunshine to me. If someone had told me that I could be responsible for a child like you I would never have believed them.
Take time to enjoy things as you do, singing, playing and doing all the different voices for your toys. And never be sad.. Always remember that whatever tough things you go through, if I could take your place, or take them away from you I would. Without thinking. In a heartbeat.
I will speak to you every day if I can. And I’ll look at the moon just as you’re going to bed, and hope that you’ll be doing the same. We’ll see each other there. Every night.
Hope Allah Will Bless U In What ever You Do. Hope Allah Will Decorate Your Heart With Iman and Will Love Me Daddy n
Sis Forever Till Jannah. I Love You And I Love When You Said That You Love Me