Boy oh boy where do I even begin.

Lebron… honey, my pookie bear.

I have love you ever since eyes on you. The way you drove into the paint and strike fear in your enemies eyes, your silky smooth touch around the rim, and that gorgeous jump shot.

I would do anything for you. I wish it were possible to freeze time so I would never have to watch you retire. You had a rough childhood, but you never gave up hope.

You are even amazing off the court, you’re a great husband and father. Sometimes, I even call you dad. I forever dread and weep, thinking of the day you will one day retire. I would sacrifice my own life if it were the only thing that could put a smile on your beautiful face. You have given me so much joy and heartbreak over the years. I remember when you first left Cleveland and it’s like my heart got shattered into a million pieces.
But a tear fell from my right eye when I watched you win your first ring in Miami, because deep down, my glorious king deserved it. I just wanted you to return home. Then, alas, you did, my sweet baby boy came home and I rejoiced. 2015 was a hard year for us baby, but you made history happen. You came home from 3-1 and I couldn’t believe it. I was crying, bawling even and I hear my glorious king exclaim these words, “CLEVELAND THIS IS FOR YOU!!”

Not only have you changed the game of basketball forever, you’ve eternally changed my world. And now, you’re getting older, but still the goat, my goat. I love you my pookie bear, my glorious king, Lebron James.