It is 4:15 a.m. on November 19th, a mere 9 days from my 40th birthday. My wife is in bed sleeping with my precious 17 month old and my precious 3 year old.
I’m about to get in the shower and then drive you to your Aunt Mindy’s house on a Saturday morning…the first Saturday of my Thanksgiving Break. Why? Your Mom and I are going Christmas shopping. This is long before you know about Santa Claus and we have some work to do for you.
It isn’t common that I am up at 4:15, usually 5:30 or 6:00 a.m. is more my time. However, the time change a few weeks ago is still giving me fits. Go figure. I can’t sleep….how does a person even have a problem with that?
Thanksgiving is fast approaching. Your Paw got home from Austin, TX last night. I haven’t seen him, but I’m sure I will catch up with him today. Uncle D will be coming home before too long…likely on Wednesday. Aunt Kim is going to be at Thanksgiving and so will Nanny….which is a blessing all in itself.
Family. All under one roof….if only your Papa was here. I still miss him and think about him….almost every single day.
The thing I miss about him the most is the way he would look at me. It didn’t matter how old I was, he always had that smile on his face each time he saw me. I can’t really describe it, but you will see the smile in pictures. It was a look that let me know I was loved. Amazing. I hope I’m able to give you that gift…the gift of knowing that you are loved by a single look.
There it is. The true love. We are about to go out and spend $1,500 or $2,000 dollars on this Christmas for toys and clothes….to make you happy. To make you fee loved…
and when you get older….all it takes is a look to feel loved.
We often don’t realize it until it is too late. I hope you don’t.
“Children will not remember you for the material things you gave them but for the feeling that you cherished them.” — Richard L. Evans
I will love you today, tomorrow, and forever….
Dad
Dad of Girls 