My Dear Heir, Izibulo LakwaMogale
I call you TheHeir, and this is true you are the first fruits of my belly, you are the first person who ever made me feel like an adult through you, I became a mother.
You will never understand the magnitude of this change and what it meant in my life, for the frist time I was wholly responsible for someone else and it is a scary thing. You are now 9 years old and it is still as scary as the first day I met you. You are the person who raises the most emotion in me, I can be angry happy, awed and just surprised all in a matter of minutes. Through you, I have learned to be in awe of the power of Jehovah God, because he created in you, someone like no other, and somehow I ended up being honoured to have you as a son.
This is letter is only for you, not to your brother, he will get his, when the time is right, also because you and I we have been together too long to let that little upstart come between us LOL. You also know how impatient he is. I love how patient and loving you are with him, even in the moments where your impulsivity rears its head you always remember to keep him safe, that is amazing. I am sorry for all the times I scolded you to do more with him because you are also still just a child. Look after your brother as you get older, he will always manage to get into some trouble or other but just be there for him. I know it is hard to be the eldest and have to look after the crazy ones, but that is how it is for those of us who were born first, Your aunty Jabu and Zodwa were a handful, but I survived 🙂
I just want to remind you that as I bring you up, there will be moments of laughter and of crying and we will fight and you will think I’m unfair and you will one day wonder if I know anything at all. These are the passages we all go through as we find who we are, and establish our places in the world, but through it all may you never doubt my love and adoration for you, and that here with me you will always have a home, a supporter, someone to reprimand you, some to laugh with you and at you, and definitely someone who is saving for all the therapy you are going to need when I am done with you.
Ngiyakuthanda Temogo wami. ngenhliziyo yami yonke, I see so much of myself in you, every day, that it scares me.
Your name Temogo which means “discernment”, I hope you will always be discerning in the choices you make, in the people you are associated with and in your relationships with family, apply the wisdom you inherently have when faced with difficult and challenging situations. Remember always that you are worthy of love, support and respect, but that you should give the same to those around you. Live an inspired, full life, ukhule uze ukhokhobe.
You and your brother are the centre of my life and I will die for you and that is a great testament to how I feel about you. As you know I love music, and you and I we are always singing loudly in the car (when we have managed to dodge your brother) and have the most deeply meaningful conversations. So I hope you listen to this song sung by another mother and realised why I agree whole heartedly with it.
Thank you to LaShawn for hosting the Letters to Our children Series, there are lot more mom’s writing these letters and sharing the with their children. Check out the next letter in the series at EverydayEyeCandy
With Deep Love
UPDATE: Baby I also wrote a letter to your brother called A Letter to my youngest son