Liam Phillip Harmon

Dear son,

I know that one day you will grow curious and look back at some of your father's old blog posts just to see if he wrote anything about you while you were still in your mother's womb. Well, this post is for you, my son. You may be seven years old when you read this, you may be thirty-seven, but what I have to say will never change. Today, as I sit here typing this, your mother is almost 30 weeks pregnant with you. That means that you will be born sometime within the next two months. Your mother and I both have never been so excited about anything! I just want to say that you are a blessing to us. I know that there will be times when you are older when you and I will have our disagreements. We may not always see eye-to-eye about things; this is normal. But just remember that, through it all, I love you. And if ever I slip and fall and I do something to hurt your feelings, I ask that you please forgive me, just as I will forgive you. I understand that life can be tough, and I speak from experience when I say that growing up and finding yourself is one of the hardest things a person will ever go through. But remember that I will always be there for you. Even when my job places a thousand miles between us, you and the rest of my family will always be in my heart. No matter what. I am, and forever will be, proud to be your father. So as you read this, wherever you find yourself in life, never forget these words: I love you, son.

Love, Your dad