Boys,
I'm beginning this blog with the knowledge that you might not read it for some time. Actually, the more I think about it, you're getting so big that it might not be so long after all. I hope to share what I feel about you, and maybe even give you something that you can take with you to make you better men. With all of this, I'm still not going to miss out on any opportunity to speak with you face to face. In today's world, and probably even more so in your tomorrow, the joy and awe of face to face conversation is slowly slipping away. We're all more and more comfortable sharing our feelings on the written page and the computer screen. Even so, the things you might read have already been spoken or shown to you, and I want this blog to always be a reminder.
We tend to forget more than we remember. That conversation, feeling or life-lesson that is so powerful that we feel as if it will always be with us gets lost in the chaos of our lives. It's why we take pictures. It's why I wish we had used our video camera more. It's why I weep that you are all growing up so fast. I don't want to ever forget our time together. Each day when there is a struggle of wills or a moment when a harsh word is spoken I agonize over it. Time is so fleeting and I realize that I don't want a moment wasted with something I wish I hadn't said or done.
I'm not perfect boys. I want to be, but I'm not. I want you to be, too; but you're not. I miss you when you're not with me. I miss your mother when she's not with me. I love her and you so much. I don't show it enough, and I'm sorry.
Jonah, you are my first-born, and I long for the days we sat in the chair together. Too often you are the experiment. I'm going to let you be you. I'm impressed with you.
Jonathan, you have a tender heart. Don't lose it. Letting others do well will never mean you are less. I'm going to help you harness your greatness.
Isaac, man you are full of life. You're not a baby anymore, and you have something to add to the conversation. Keep talking, we will listen.
Hol, this will be for the boys, but I love you. Help me be who I am supposed to be. I will always anticipate your needs.