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Tuesday, August 25, 2009
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Saturday, August 1, 2009
Letter to my girl.
To my daughter,
Hello my little girl! I want you to know that we love you, yes… we already love you and are waiting for you. As a dad, I find amazing and painfully rewarding that I can love you this much without even knowing you yet, --thank you lord Jesus for the Love--. Then again, maybe I do know you, just maybe, that tear that I shed sometimes thinking of you, is actually you… coming close to me and with a soft kiss in my cheek saying I’ll be there soon!!!
I don’t know what you do every day, I wonder if you are happy or cry yourself to sleep… longing for loving arms to hold you, and a voice to tell you “everything is fine”; I wonder if you are being fed enough, if you are sick, if somebody takes the time to fix your hair. If you play with other children; but then, I breath and trust that God is taking care of you and keeping you safe… and then I wonder again, how does your smile looks like?, how does your laugh sounds like?
You know, this is going to be a really big change in your life, your brother’s life (who prays for you every night), your mom’s life and I would like to say, especially my life.
I hope I’m wrong and you don’t cry yourself to sleep… because that is what I do when I go to bed thinking of you…
I love you, your dad.
Hello my little girl! I want you to know that we love you, yes… we already love you and are waiting for you. As a dad, I find amazing and painfully rewarding that I can love you this much without even knowing you yet, --thank you lord Jesus for the Love--. Then again, maybe I do know you, just maybe, that tear that I shed sometimes thinking of you, is actually you… coming close to me and with a soft kiss in my cheek saying I’ll be there soon!!!
I don’t know what you do every day, I wonder if you are happy or cry yourself to sleep… longing for loving arms to hold you, and a voice to tell you “everything is fine”; I wonder if you are being fed enough, if you are sick, if somebody takes the time to fix your hair. If you play with other children; but then, I breath and trust that God is taking care of you and keeping you safe… and then I wonder again, how does your smile looks like?, how does your laugh sounds like?
You know, this is going to be a really big change in your life, your brother’s life (who prays for you every night), your mom’s life and I would like to say, especially my life.
I hope I’m wrong and you don’t cry yourself to sleep… because that is what I do when I go to bed thinking of you…
I love you, your dad.
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