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Son

There's something about being a father
Having children of my own
That makes it all seem worthwhile

It's never been particularly easy
For someone like myself
I struggle with feelings of self-worth
And I wonder if I'm doing a good job
I want to teach my children well
I want to love them, to guide them
And to cherish them, every moment
But I wonder... I wonder...

And then there's days like yesterday
Like the day before
And I know...
So while I'm going to miss you, son
I know you're going to do amazing things
And have incredible experiences
Both good and bad
That will shape your eternity

You've left the shelter of my care for a time
But you've entered the sea of possibilities
Launched into a limitless, boundless world
Of even greater vistas
And growth


God speed, my son.

Comments

lillysmum said…
Is he in the MTC now? Where is he going?
September 21, 2015 at 9:39 PM
Bill Cobabe said…
Yes in the MTC. He's going to the Philippines.
September 22, 2015 at 6:59 AM
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