Sunday, August 23, 2015

Friends and Dad

Dear JJ,

Today you had your friend over to play - and what I really liked is when I got home you said, "There's my dad, I always kiss my dad."

Then in the middle of playing in the swimming pool with your friend you said, "Hey, where is dad?"

You are going to have lots of friends, JJ - but dad will always be happy to kiss you, and always smile when you come running to greet me.

I just don't want this dream to end


My two favorite people
We got a box! A fort - oh and the chairs were free

My favorite Sous Chef

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

To hear your voice

Dear JJ,

When you first giggled, as an infant - your mom and I smiled. I remember thinking - if I were to die, and want to have the last pleasant though, it would be to replay that giggle in my mind. It makes me smile.

My mom, grandma Simpson, isn't doing well. At 87 she doesn't have much time left. In some of her bad moments she will call "just to hear your voice." I'm her son, her little boy, and yet one of the things she just wants to hear is my voice.

It doesn't change. When I am not around you, and I call, sometimes I just want to hear your voice. And I suspect, if I know I am closing my eyes for the last time on earth, I will think of your voice and I will smile.


Running to see me at the airport, "Daddy."
Jumping at Jump City - getting wiggles out and laughing