Dear Spike:
It was hard to tell in the midnight shadows of your bedroom, but as I peeked over the side of your crib, it seemed as though you might have grown several inches and several pounds in the short time that I was away.
I reached down and gently stroked your leg. For a moment, I thought about waking you, hoping that you might look up at me and smile, but I thought better of it. I knew you were just as likely to scream as smile. And I don't think I could have taken that sort of welcome.
So I stood there, for a bit, and watched your chest heave up and down and up and down. I listened to you snore. I waited for your dreamy sigh. Then I slipped away.
God, how I missed you.
Love,
dad
4 comments:
Hey! Welcome back Spike's dad. Tell us about your Cuba adventure.
Glad you're back! I was thinking of Heidi and Mia a lot and kinda worried about the break in and stuff.
Welcome back!
So glad you are back home safe & sound. Looking forward to hearing all about your trip.
I can relate to how hard it is to let them sleep when you've been gone for awhile. I feel the same way and my kids are much older.
Post a Comment