My Dearest Kaleb and Kieran;
On this day, I’m struck by my own mortality.
I’m struck by the blessings that followed your births. These blessings are not only in the forms that are the both of you but the lessons and perspectives learned and to be learned, because of you both.
On this day, I’m struck by unending love and devotion, which empowers my entire being, due to the both of you. I’m struck by pride, which swells in my heart and soul for each and every little “thing” that each of you do. I’m struck by sheer awe, gratitude and reverence, which accompanies me each and every evening in seeing your mother care for you both.
On this day, I’m struck by my misgivings and faults in contrast to your innocence and purity. I’m struck by the naiveté I once possessed and still possess, in believing that I know exactly how to raise you both and what to teach you both. I’m struck by my inability to always be there for you both and to always protect you both. I’m struck by helplessness in knowing that you two perfect creatures are left in the care of this flawed human being.
I’m struck by shame in knowing that one day, you will truly know me.
I’m struck by gravitas in knowing that someday…one day…we will forever be apart.
I’m struck by resoluteness in knowing you will always be watched over. I’m struck by humility in knowing that this person…this being...is not me.
I’m struck with hope and faith in knowing that one day, you will truly know me.
I’m struck by peace in knowing that someday…one day…we will forever be together.
I’m struck by great joy in knowing that you both will be better friends, better men, better brothers, better sons, better fathers and better husbands, than I.
I’m struck.
I love you both more than any words can express.
-Dad
