Dear A:

Today you turn six years old. Let me repeat that as I hear it in my head: SIX OMG YEARS OMG OLD OMG!!! How did this happen? Why wasn’t I consulted? Can we have a do-over?

Last night when I tucked you into bed you said, “Dad, tonight I go to sleep five, and tomorrow I wake up six.” The year feels it’s gone by that quickly and I have to keep reminding myself to be present and in the moment with you. Still, the seconds whoosh by so fast it feels like I have to grab onto them with both hands less they disappear forever.

With your brother being so small it’s been hard for us to find time together, and when we have sometimes finding the energy to keep up with you has been, well, difficult. But I’m going to keep trying, because I know all of a sudden you will be seven, and I don’t want to miss one single second.

Happy birthday, son. I love you.


Jun 1, 2013

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