One day last month, when I woke up, it seemed that he was in his crib. Then last week, he was going off to college and then moving to Colorado for his first job. Then only yesterday he brought the girl of his dreams home to meet his mom and me. And now today, he is 29 years old! How can that be?
I have watched him grow and learn. I have laughed and cried with him! I have spent many days with him in the woods and fields of this country just enjoying God's Creation. I have watched his competitive spirit, but also his compassionate heart. I have spent hours on my knees in prayer for him. I have seen him with a tear in his eye as he held his namesake nephew in his arms for the first time. I have seen the love in his face when he looks at his new bride. I would never trade a single moment with him for all the money and treasure on this earth.
It has been said that a child is someone who walks around carrying your heart in their hand. Mark, you have had mine since that September morning in Laramie, twenty-nine years ago! I love you and I hope you have a great birthday!
Love,
Dad
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