Today one of my patient's told me about her young husband who died. They have three children the youngest is 9 years old.
Our time on this earth is limited, son. We can't live forever, and you are named after my brother, who died at age 55 - the age I will be soon. I don't know how long I have on this earth, or you have, or your mother has. But I know this - every morning when you see me and smile and say "daddy" gives me a big smile. Every day when I come home and you want to show me something, or have me pick you up and wrestle with you, makes me glad.
My life has been made better for you. I am lucky to have a dad who is still alive - and I hope you get to know me for a long time.
But forgive me if tonight I just hold you extra tight.
|holding you tight as we watch the moon|