September 30th 2012
Like a seedling germinating in the ground, you are hidden in your mommy's tummy. Quiet and still, you must hardly hear the sounds of the outside world as it passes by you unseen. But passes by it does. I am looking for more work to sustain your mother as she carries your fragile life inside of her. Your mother had the drive and strength to get a college education, but so far I don't have one. Thus, the jobs I seek don't pay well, but I do what I must to help you and your mommy. That is what a good man does, my precious child. A good man puts aside everything for the ones he loves, and the people I love most in this world are your mother and you. It is the strength of that love that compels me to continue, urges me to do greater things. Because of love.
Because of love, little one, your mother cares for you tenderly, though she has great discomfort. I don't say these things to cause you guilt, but rather trust that you will draw strength from our love for you, and learn to love as your mother and I love you. For we love immensely precious one. Your mother talks to you, her voice becoming gentle and soft, like a warm blanket covering you with her words. Never forget , throughout your frustrations in your life, that we love you. In your earliest moments of growth, your mother and I care for you the best way we know how.
Trials may come, and tears may fall, but I love you. Your mother loves you. Wrap these words around your heart like a coat, keep them close in your thoughts. Knowing we love you will keep you strong. Keep your feet on the path to God, for we draw our love from Him. God is the source of greatest love, and in time I pray your source will come from Him as well. I love you, little child. Keep growing, strong and temperate, but please be gentle on your mother as you grow. She is weary, and her discomfort, as yet, remains. Be easy on her little one.
I love you,
Your Daddy
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