Dear Jayme,
I consider myself among the lucky ones in life. I really don't have much to complain about. Our children are healthy, my parents are only a few hours away, and I'm married to my high school sweetheart. I've talked here before about how I never really expected to meet the man I would marry when I was so young. There are still times at which I'm amazed at it. I thought my heart was as full as it could get with love for you when you were just my husband. Then we had Raley.
Watching you as a father made me love you even more. I figured that would be it though, there wasn't any more room, there wasn't any more love than the overwhelming amount I already felt. Then we had Clay.
Wrong again, Fran! Heaped upon my heart was even more love for this amazing man who gave me these great gifts and loved them as much as I did. Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me; by the time Pattie came along I knew what to expect in the growing love department. At least I thought I did. Enter the girl.
Watching you get COMPLETELY wrapped around her finger has been something to behold! You continue to amaze me at every turn with your patience and understanding and LOVE for all of us. So on Father's Day and EVERY day, I thank you for giving me these little pieces of chaos to fill my heart with. And thank you for being there with me every step of the way and for loving them, and me, more than I ever thought possible.
Love,
Fran
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