to raise a child
and we hope that we don’t do anything
to mess up their future.
And then Becca will hug me and say,
“I love you, Dad.”
Or I’ll read these entries…
And I know that I’m not alone at all.
~Bowie
“Fuck,”my voice cracks. “You got me, Bow. I thought I got all my crying out at the wedding.”
The guys start laughing.
“Cried like ababy,” Penn says.
“Every time I looked at you, you looked like this.” Henley curls his face up and we all laugh.
I toss a napkin at him.
“Best day of my goddamn life,” I say. “And it’s only looking up from here.”
There’s an entry from Weston too and I shake my head as I start reading.
Caleb and I have been practicing
our wedding day faces every day…
Because only one of the Mustangs can do
the ugly cry at their wedding,
and that was Rhodes.
~Weston
“Fuck you very much,”I say, laughing my ass off.
“It was a beautiful sight,” Weston says, wiping his eyes.
Once the laughter has died down, I grab a pen and write a few lines I’ve been thinking about.
Levi’s birthday has always been hard for me.
Sometimes I blink and can hardly remember
how I felt when he was a baby.
The fatigue was always taking over
a lot of what should be memories now.
Each phase has been so fun and so challenging,
