[ WP ] Within a year of birth every parent receives a small gift or note from their 18yo child via time travel . You do n't .

May 14, 2007 
 So I never got his letter when he was born. We gave him the greatest life any child could ever have. He has become one of my most favorite people. 
 
 He is turning 18 in a week, we are all terrified. 1-10 were rough years, his early teens were scary... He had developed into a real person and I'm wondering why the fuck I got so attached. I ca n't believe I'm angry he has n't died yet! its hard to truly understand... I hardly understand. I've been living this past year.... These past years just waiting. And now it's a week, only a week left. 
 
 He's healthy, He's happy... he does n't know I never got the letter. He is excited for his birthday, and I do n't know what to tell him. 
 
 May 18, 2007 
 He's still here. 
 
 I have never been more terrified in my life, I knew this day would come but god dammit this is cruel. I'm spending as much time as possible with him but I can not let him know. 
 
 He is such a beautiful and happy young man. I am so proud. 
 
 May 19, 2007 
 Suicide crossed my mind today. I ca n't take this any longer. I do n't want to bury my son. The only thing that kept me from going through with it was knowing how little time I had left... I ca n't waste it on such a selfish thing. 
 
 May 20, 2007 
 The day came, we have all been waiting, since before my son was born I knew this day would come. It was in this afternoon, my husband ran in weeping. I had never seen him like that, he was broken. Myself I did nothing, I had broke days ago. I was numb... I had been numb. 
 
 My husband collapsed at my feet and he was laughing. That caught me off guard, I looked at him finally... He was covered in tears and somehow looked so happy. `` What's going on? How did he die?'' I asked, 
 He held me so tight and continued to weep and laugh. My numbness was beginning to wear off, I had found myself scared again. Shaking. 
 
 He handed me an envelope, it was a bit damp and crumbled. I pulled the paper out of the hastily torn envelope. It was orange, my son's favorite color. The card inside was a plain navy blue with `` Mom & Dad'' written in the front in silver ink. 
 
 Holy shit... 
 
 `` Mom & Dad, 
 This last year had to be terrible for you, and I am so sorry. I remember 17 you both were so distant and I can now imagine why. 
 I am turning 36 tomorrow and received my second letter a month ago. I would have been a wreck without those letters. By the way the first has your eyes mom, and dad she has your wit. She loves spending the night over at gramaws and papas, she loves you both so much. And my god do you spoil her. 
 My young life was amazing, I have some of the best parents a son could ask for. Which is probably why you are wondering how I could put you through 18 years of torture. Well honestly I will never know. The day you received this letter is the same day you told me everything, and you told me you would n't have it any other way. You made sure I waited to send you a letter. You are a couple of masochists who love their son. 
 Thank you for keeping me, thank you for loving me, thank you for letting me grow into the man I am today, you are truly the greatest mother and father I will ever know. And I would be so lucky to be half as good a parent as you. 
 
 Much love always, 
 Your son'' 
 

