You’ll Always be my Boy

photo credit: Stéfan via photopin cc
photo credit: Stéfan via photopin cc

Tyson,

Hey there – son. I’ve always wanted to write this, a letter to you. But you know, there’s not really any proof that you ever existed.

You would have been my first born. A son. Me, the father of three girls, with a son.

So many bloggers write about children they physically met, or physically carried, children who spent so little time on this earth and were called home. They’re angels, with names, with faces. You were a dream.

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