I envy you every moment of it. My children are adults now. The youngest of the five is 15; the oldest 25. I was never the kind of dad you are; too young and self-absorbed when they were infants and toddlers to see what I was missing. But when I read your words, words of aching adoration and blazing inspiration, I feel a little bit of that magic stir inside me. I hope that great thing, now so apparently awakened in you, will be awakened in me for my grandchildren.
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I envy you every moment of it. My children are adults now. The youngest of the five is 15; the oldest 25. I was never the kind of dad you are; too young and self-absorbed when they were infants and toddlers to see what I was missing. But when I read your words, words of aching adoration and blazing inspiration, I feel a little bit of that magic stir inside me. I hope that great thing, now so apparently awakened in you, will be awakened in me for my grandchildren.