The day you were born was one of the proudest days of my life. To see you for the first time, hold you for the first time, give you your first "nosey" and tell you I love you for the first time. It was such an incredible feeling. I was now a daddy. And you were my son. My beautiful, wonderful, wide eyed son.
I remember that day very vividly. I remember the sights, the sounds, the smells, the wonderment of that day. I remember holding your mommy's hand as you were being born, and I was overcome. I felt such joy, such happiness, such excitement. There you were, my baby boy.
I remember the very first time you were put into my arms. I was so scared because you looked so fragile. But they laid you in my arms, and I felt you breathing, and felt your heart beat as I held you tight, and I knew I would never be the same.
It has been such a joy to watch you grow these last three years. From an infant who couldn't do anything but cry, eat, poop, and sleep; and now into a little boy who could do anything he put his mind to. From a mind that only knew so little, to a mind with such a vast imagination, full of amazing things still not known to your mother and I. A creativity that could only be yours, and a passion for life that can only be that of a child.
I love you my son. I have always, and will always love you. From the first time I layed my eyes on you, till the moment I take my last breath, my love for you, as your father, will always be strong, always be pure, and always be yours; and I will always be here for you whenever you need me. All you have to do is call for daddy, and I will be there.
In love, and adoration:
Daddy
2 comments:
Happy birthday Caleb! (My youngest, JSL, turned 3 just this past Friday also.)
I amazing how powerful becoming a father can be. It's such a joy and honor to see them grow and develop. Best wishes and happy birthday to Caleb.
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