I'll expand on the name of the Blog and many, many things later. But to start, I wanted to get one thing across.
Even though she can't talk or walk, can't run or have fun, can't control her bowels or pronounce vowels. I love her more than nearly anything else in this world. She is the reason I'm writing this, she has changed my life in ways that I can't conceive of yet. She will change my life, every day, until I draw my last breath.
I'm writing this encase I never get to explain the world or get to teach her. I'm writing this to capture ideas that will disappear in the rush of diapers, bottles and graying hair.
I love you little Aeryn. And I will do everything I can to ensure that you live longer, and smarter than I.
The only words i have are those of the 20th century street poet Shawn Corey Carter:
"I do anything necessary for her, so don't let the necessary occur"
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