Dusty Wallace

www.DustyWallace.org

Central Ohio Media Professional  - Owner/Artist at WallaceCreative.net

A Letter To My Daughter

My wife and I recently shared an amazing experience together... Doing a special ultrasound to determine the gender of our baby. You know... The fancy ones that you pay extra for (3D, etc.). To our delight, a daughter named Cadence has come into our lives, due in July.  

About 2 days after the ultrasound and the big announcement, a friend of mine called and asked me how it went. After I did my best to describe that experience, she said "That's beautiful. You need to write that down so you don't forget... And share it with her on her birthday when she's 3, and 5, and 9..."  

So here I am... Writing it down for her to hear, and to read someday. I share it like this now to remind all of you to tell your kids (or any of your loved ones) that you love them. Hopefully, those of you who do have kids will allow this to spark memories of the first time you "met" them. 

 Beloved Cadence,

I remember the day I found out that you were going to change the lives of your mom and I. 

We planned a special day for your grandparents to come with us to a special doctor. This doctor had a machine that let us see you when you were so little... And that's when we knew we would have you, and love you forever.  

They took pictures, and videos, and they had your mommy lay down and roll all over the place so we could see you move and turn and wave your arms and legs.  

Now, Cadence... I hope I'm better about this now, but I used to daydream a lot. I would sometimes think so hard that I wouldn't pay good attention to what was going on around me. Your mom is always really good at refocusing me, and on February 8th, 2015... I found out that you are too. 

When I first saw you on that screen I was 100% focused on you and your mom. Time stood still... In a good way. I couldn't stop thinking about you, right there in front of me. What a beautiful gift you are!

From that moment on I was so eager to  get to hold you, and take care of you. Mom and I looked at those pictures of you every single day. 

Cadence, you changed my life. You are special. You are loved. Mommy loves you. Daddy loves you. Jesus loves you. None of that will ever, ever change.  

-Dad

 

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