So many days are taken for granted and with each passing minute that I reflect upon I tend to be regretful. What I want you know is that I love you. I may not say it enough but I hope that in your heart and mind you know I love you more than I able to express.
It is the summer of 2017 and by the end of the summer you will be eight. Time has gone by too fast and before I know it, you will be gone, off into the world. It scares me. It makes me nervous to think that I do not spend enough time with you. It makes be anxious to think that one day you will be off in the world.
My hopes is that you will flourish. I will be hard on you, I will push but in the end my love for you will never diminish.
Just recently we practiced softball. We set up the net in the backyard and I threw you soft toss. You struggled and I pushed you, I pushed you to the point where you were crying. I pushed you harder and you cried harder but you started to succeed. You pushed through the difficultly and through the tears and hit like you never had hit before. I hugged you, I kissed you on the forehead and told you how much I loved you. I told you how I am going to be tough on you. You smiled and said I love you daddy.
That moment was tough for me. I struggled through that more than you know. I hated to see you crying and unhappy. I hated to hated to have to push you harder when all I wanted to do was hold you. I love you kid. I am always going to want hold your hand and never let you be hurt, but I want to push you through your comfort zone because I know you are more than capable of taking on whatever life throws at you. Be tough, be you.
It is the summer of 2017 and by the end of the summer you will be eight. Time has gone by too fast and before I know it, you will be gone, off into the world. It scares me. It makes me nervous to think that I do not spend enough time with you. It makes be anxious to think that one day you will be off in the world.
My hopes is that you will flourish. I will be hard on you, I will push but in the end my love for you will never diminish.
Just recently we practiced softball. We set up the net in the backyard and I threw you soft toss. You struggled and I pushed you, I pushed you to the point where you were crying. I pushed you harder and you cried harder but you started to succeed. You pushed through the difficultly and through the tears and hit like you never had hit before. I hugged you, I kissed you on the forehead and told you how much I loved you. I told you how I am going to be tough on you. You smiled and said I love you daddy.
That moment was tough for me. I struggled through that more than you know. I hated to see you crying and unhappy. I hated to hated to have to push you harder when all I wanted to do was hold you. I love you kid. I am always going to want hold your hand and never let you be hurt, but I want to push you through your comfort zone because I know you are more than capable of taking on whatever life throws at you. Be tough, be you.
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