Right before I gave birth, I went and got lunch with your mom. After we ate and were about to pay, the server approached us and said our bill was taken care of. I looked around the restaurant to see if I knew anyone. No one. Then I asked if he knew who took care of us. The server said “Oh, Luke Conrad.” You went out of your way and called the restaurant to treat us to lunch. It’s in the little things like this you do for me all the time.
When we were in the hospital, you still fought the tears and tried to stay strong for me. You somehow found the good in the worst situation imaginable. You told me after I gave birth, “little blessings” that the birth was easy or “little blessings” that recovery was quick. “Little blessings” that our nurses and doctors took such good care of us.
I’m sorry you weren’t able to take your baby home. I’m sorry that everyone was checking on me, but sometimes you were forgotten. I’m sorry that you quickly wiped your tears and tried to stay strong for me in the hospital. I’m sorry that I can’t post a million photos of you and our baby. I’m sorry that some people don’t see those photos to be reminded that you are a dad. Those photos that we will never have.
See out of all the “little blessings” you say and do for me, little do you know, you are the biggest blessing in my life. The thing is that I will never get, is that we need more people like you in this world. I wish I could of watched you raise Sawyer, I’m sorry we never got the chance. Happy first Father’s Day, babe. I love you. 📸 @_gracegatto