To my son
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Exactly nineteen months ago we were in this same hospital, eagerly waiting to meet your sister. Today, it's your turn.
In a matter of hours you'll be in my arms. I can't wait to see your face for the first time. To hold your hand. To see your eyes.
There's so much I want to show you. So many things I want to teach you. So many adventures that await.
But all that will come soon enough. Today is your day, Calvin, and this is where your journey begins.