Disclaimer: These characters belong to S. Meyer; I just use them for my vivid imagination on the short bus.
All chapters are pre-written, so there are no edits done by a beta. All errors are my own.
I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter and are still with me. I welcome all your kind words and criticism. You keep me humbled with your words; truly.
On we go…
-Leslie
August 24, 1996
Dear Baby Bean;
Since your mother received the honors of writing the first entry, I thought it was only fair that, as your father, I got dibs on the next entry.
The news of your conception was a moment in my time here on Earth that I shall never forget, Bean.
That day, waiting in that tiny white room, both your mother and I were filled with a hint of excitement, but more scared than anything. Fears that neither of us knew about in the past, seemed to inhabit themselves into our brains. Was this real? Could we actually take care of a new life, someone so tiny? We're we capable of being parents? Did we have the means to raise a child? They were all there, present in the forefront of our minds that day.
Years of failed attempts caused us sadness, but still our faith in God stayed at the forefront of our minds, guiding us through like a beacon in the storm. Still, we each clung to our belief's, knowing that if we remained strong, that our dreams would one day become reality.
Here we are, in the moment of our dream becoming a reality.
I'm extremely elated.
Now my wish is for you to be healthy; that's all that truly matters now.
It doesn't matter if you're a bouncing baby boy or a prima ballerina one day, only that my love for you will always remain the same.
Love,
Papa
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