Monday, June 25, 2007

treasure

Dylan,

I just finished putting you to bed.

I was thinking tonight while you were falling asleep that I won't always be able to hold you in my arms. It won't be long at all -- in fact I'm sure it will feel like the blink of an eye -- before you're big and strong enough to lift me right off my feet.

I treasure it while I still can. Every night, rocking and singing you to sleep, is the most precious moment of my life.

Dad

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