Dear Number 1

You didn't think Grampus would let such an important day go without a blog post to commemorate and celebrate it, did you?

HA! 

Of course I can only hope you'll read this one day; this and any other blogs I've written titled "Dear Number 1," because they are all letters to you and your (eventual) cousins. Even if I could be there with you, you'd have no memory of time we spent together now, but these posts serve as records of the time your Grampus invested in thought about you. Its quite a bit more than these lil posts can represent, but hopefully they clue you in on just how much you were thought of and loved by this ol' man. 

Year one is in the books now, and the world is a bit different than it was a year ago. I'm a 1-year old Grampus now. GrandMam is a 1-year old GrandMam. Your parents are 1-year olds as parents, too! From everything I've seen and heard, they are doing a fantastic job. You're still the happiest baby I've ever met or even seen. I thank God that you're healthy, and thank your parents for creating and maintaining an environment that keeps that smile on your face. 

Each breath is a gift, son. We never know how many of them we're going to get, so be grateful. Don't let moments pass without remembering they are precious. That gratitude underscores the inherent worth of each moment and, hopefully, imbues you with a desire to make the most out of each of yours. 

Change is on the horizon, as it always is. Before long, time with you will hopefully be much more commonplace. Until then, know that your Grampus and GrandMam love you and miss you very much. A very happy birthday to you from us in Thailand!

May the 4th be with you. Always. =P


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