Ray of Sunshine


When life is tough and it just won’t quit, we all have someone to keep our heads above the water. Whether it is a parent, a friend or a spouse, this person is always there to give us hope and support. In my case, it is my son. He is my reason to live. He has completely changed my life for the better and I am thankful for every moment I spend with him.

My son was born when I was in the early twenties. Before then, I was living a typical young adult life. I was full of excitement, independent and free to do anything I wanted. I was very sociable and welcomed any opportunity to have a good time. As I look back at my life before the birth of my child, I realize that, to a certain extent, I was self-centred. Without many responsibilities, I only had myself to take care of. When I found out I was pregnant, I didn’t know what to expect! This was definitely an exciting event, but I knew deep down that it would change my life forever…

Then came the day of my son’s birth. I was thrilled, yet full of apprehension… But when I saw my little baby, I fell in love with him immediately. I remember this wonderful moment vividly. He had fair skin, beautiful blue eyes and blond hair, much like his grandfather. His luminous glow reminded me of a ray of sunshine.

Sometimes things don’t turn out the way you thought they would. Unfortunately, things didn’t work out with my son’s father. I went through some difficult times when I became a single mother. These moments made me realize that my son was my reason to live. Taking care of my child was my upmost objective. I wanted to provide him with everything he needed. Even though his father and I remained good friends, my son was no longer in the presence of both his parents at the same time. To compensate for this reality, I made sure that he never felt deprived. I enrolled him in many activities, including go-karting and hockey, to keep him on the right track.

As I watch him grow up, I am proud to see that he is evolving into a beautiful, kind and charming human being. Through force of circumstance, he has become somewhat more responsible than other 12-year-old boys. As a testament to his maturity, my twin sister recently named him godfather of her newborn son. He takes his role very seriously and even babysits his godson on a regular basis.

Over the years, my son and I have developed a very strong bond. He has allowed me to become a loving, virtuous and judicious mother. Through my guidance, he is beginning life on the right path, and his presence is helping me continue life in the right direction…

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Story by Carine
Edited by Zoé G.

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