How strange to dream of you even when I am wide awake. — David Jones.
I have lofty goals of, someday, putting together a book of all the photos and writings I have to you. And to our son. These dreams won’t stop, but the days and nights escape me… And, like the weeds we pull daily at our farm, almost as soon as we breath and look back at our work, they’ve grown again. So too have my volumes of photos and words. Words strung together in collections as a valiant effort to document all I feel about you: All I can publicly say about how much I love you, adore you, cherish you, and am grateful for you. Last year, the photos and memories seemed to pile higher than our weeds (can you even imagine?), and the year passed by faster than the last. Thus, today, I have two years worth of a smattering of still-frames to share here.
Truly, this is just a glimpse from our year(s).
It’s amazing how much our son is growing up. His legs have lengthened; his face, matured. There are less and less photos of you holding him or him sitting on your lap to mow the yard: His long body too big to ride with you, and, now, finally heavy enough to mow alone. And yet, in all these years, how handsome and strong you’ve remained. Still you are present, still you support him, and still you are YOU: Adventurous, passionate, and consistently you. It’s hard for me to fathom how much life we’ve lived in such a short time, but it’s in these moments of reflection that I’m so grateful I take the photos. And that you’re both willing participants in knowing that I’m “going to want a photo of this. and that. and this!”
And you’re not wrong. I want them all.
Though our language lacks enough words to truly express how much I appreciate you, I hope you can see it in the way I capture our life. Thank you for letting me love you the way I know best. Thank you for choosing me and loving us. And thank you for choosing to be the best Daddy ever. For providing for us, for taking care of every.dang.thing, and for loving both E and I through so many sad days. The world may never know how strong you are for us, or how many times you’ve earned the title “Dad,” but we do. And they do. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
For all you do that no one else sees, and all that I can show here: Happy Father’s Day, J. We love you as big as that perfect bearded smile. xx Shanny
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With all my heart I adore you. Cherish you and love you.
Happy Father’s Day, my love!
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