I'm sorry. In a quieter moment of the day I found myself thinking of all the sleep I've lost with you over the years. A few of my favorites:
When we would all bundle into my bedroom on Christmas Eve. Sleep eluded us as we listened for sleigh bells and discussed our Christmas lists. Talk inevitably turned into laughter summoning the parents more than once in the night. You and Becky were always the first to wake us just a few short hours later.
As a counselor at C.F. (cystic fibrosis) camp. I loved being a quiet observer as I watched you laugh and dance late into the night under the evening stars. You turned from a boy into a man over those years. One night as I was stumbling through the dark back to my cabin (I had forgotten my flashlight of course) I was overcome with the deep love I have for you. I sat down where I was and had a good cry as I thanked Heavenly Father for all that you are. When the cold of early morning set in I found my cabin, cuddled into the warmth of my sleeping bag and and cried some more.
And my very favorite night of no sleep? When you called me late one Saturday night, just as I was pulling on my pajamas. Jenny had gone into labor and you wanted me to go to the hospital with you. On the drive to Salt Lake I felt my heart would burst with excitement. Each minute felt like an hour as I sat outside the O.R. . . . waiting. And then I saw them. They were everything perfect and beautiful about you and Jen swaddled in two little packages. I wouldn't have missed it for the world.
And my very favorite night of no sleep? When you called me late one Saturday night, just as I was pulling on my pajamas. Jenny had gone into labor and you wanted me to go to the hospital with you. On the drive to Salt Lake I felt my heart would burst with excitement. Each minute felt like an hour as I sat outside the O.R. . . . waiting. And then I saw them. They were everything perfect and beautiful about you and Jen swaddled in two little packages. I wouldn't have missed it for the world.
Some of my very best nights of "no sleep" have been with you.So I take it back. (see post below)
You can wake me any time you'd like.
I'm here.
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You're too generous with your love. It's that kind of out-pouring that humbles all of us.
Here is one of my favorite memories. The night before your wedding, you and I talked across the hallway from our beds. I remember asking if you were ready to be married and old. You answered yes with enthusiasm and somehow turned it around and made me feel lucky to be a part of your family.
Who could have guessed what those years would hold for all of us? Who knows what these next 15 years will bring, but we're lucky to have you guys as traveling companions.
We love you.
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