I came across this folded piece of paper today. It was a note that I had written around fourteen years ago, shortly after we got married. I'm not sure why these words were laid on my heart so long ago, but as I walked down the street, I pulled out whatever scrap of paper I could find and wrote this:
"My heart aches every time I say your name, because I am already longing for your presence in my life. I hope you have all the good characteristics that your mother and I have to offer. I hope you are well and that you get to experience the true essence of life. But most of all, I hope God makes me into the kind of father that you deserve...a godly man worthy to be an example to you."
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