Sunday, September 6, 2009

Fathers Day...

From my arms to yours, when you first held Cohen, he was only minutes old. His face wrinkled, puffy and bruised. His right eye clamped tightly shut, only one tired eye looked into yours. We had waited so long to hold him, yet we held him only briefly and then the nurses took him away to the special care nursery. I cried for you to go with him so I knew he would be safe. I knew you would not leave his side.
I saw you, as you first held him. Your eyes shone.
It was then that you fell in love with him. It was then, I think, you became a father.

I love you Dave.

Happy first Fathers Day.
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