I can't believe that it has been so long since I last saw you. I never dreamed that when I said goodbye to you that day in October 2004 that you would be starting high school and I still wouldn't have seen or talked to you. I do miss you son. I do want to be a part of your life. I do want to know what is going on in it, who your teachers are, who your friends are, and how your grades are. I want to hear you say to me "I love you, dad". I know by now your voice has changed, but I can still hear those words coming from your child voice that I last heard. Mi hijo, I love you. You and your brother Aaron are what are most important in my life. Please remember those words I told you in the park that day and hold them as gospel. I am your father and I will always love you.
I hope yet again that you had an enjoyable birthday. I can't wait for the day that I get to celebrate another one with you. Until then, please stay safe, respect your mother, and obey her. Remember, you have a whole other family that loves you and misses you. Hopefully, one day, you'll give my dad his wish of having all his sons and grandchildren together. I love you mi hijo. Happy birthday. Que Dios te bendiga.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
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