This little future gentleman is the only reason I am still standing today. I missed almost the entire first month of his life. And one day he will know about it. But he will never remember it.
I can’t know what his memories of me will be as he grows. If he’ll have any. Or if they will all eventually be lost to photos. Stories. Things. But I’m thankful for any and every chance to make up for that lost time. Because I owe him everything.
He saved me. There has never been a doubt in my mind. Through haze and physical pain. Through hopelessness and dependence and fear. Through many tears, change and loss of much of who I am. He saved me.
One day he may know about all of it. He won’t remember. But he will know. Because I want him to. So he will always know how strong he is. So he will always know how important his life truly is.
Just in case he ever forgets.
Happy Birthday, Bud
Be well, Friends