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Letter to my son on his first birthday

Dear little buddy, Before you came along, I was always looking ahead -- charging forward. Now, I want to stop time. I think about it a lot. I'll hold you and wish I could just stay in that moment, trying to remember every detail. Here's one of my favorite times of day: walking from my truck to the house after a long day of work. I know as soon as I open that door, I'm going to find you crawling on the floor. I'll call out your name, and you'll pause for a second before you smile and look over. I don't get my jacket or my laptop bag off before I pick you up. There's dust and dog hair on your knees. Snot's crusty around your nose,...

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