Dear Lindley,
“You are Blood of My Blood, and Bone of my Bone.”
I wish I knew the color of your hair. I wish I knew the color of your eyes. I wish I knew the color of your skin.
I wish I knew your smell, your look, your smile.
I wish I knew the sound of your laugh. I wish I knew what your first words would be.
I wish I knew how good I would be at being your Daddy. I wish I knew how I was going to be at raising two girls. I wish I knew how to raise two girls.
I wish I knew how to teach you to read. I wish I knew how long to spend on teaching you to read. I wish I knew how to teach you math.
I wish I knew that you were going to be o.k. during birth. I wish I knew that your Mom was going to be o.k. during birth. I wish I knew if you were going to be o.k. in this thing we call life. I wish I knew that you were going to successful…in whatever terms we come up with for success.
I wish you wouldn’t ever hurt. I wish you wouldn’t ever be made to cry. I wish I knew how to take away the hurt you will experience and make it my own.
I wish I knew what the future holds for us….
But mostly, I wish you knew how much I already love you.